"I have no idea," she says. "Shut up." She shoves the note at Gideon. "Don't read it yet."
Intent, her black eyes burn, meeting Gideon's amber ones.
Like a trashcan fire in a prison cell Like the searchlights in the parking lots of hell
"I will fail you, Nav. You will lose trust in me. You will think me capable of anything to become a Lyctor. And I cannot tell you are wrong. I cannot tell you anything. But when the time comes I will ask you to come here with me again. And if you doubt me--as you surely will--read this. Do you understand?"
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Date: 2020-10-16 07:39 pm (UTC)Intent, her black eyes burn, meeting Gideon's amber ones.
Like a trashcan fire in a prison cell
Like the searchlights in the parking lots of hell
"I will fail you, Nav. You will lose trust in me. You will think me capable of anything to become a Lyctor. And I cannot tell you are wrong. I cannot tell you anything. But when the time comes I will ask you to come here with me again. And if you doubt me--as you surely will--read this. Do you understand?"