[But] the closer we got to Savannah, his resistance began to diminish. I couldn't say why. I wasn't expecting it. Perhaps he'd finally reached the limits of his physical ability to fight. Or perhaps as the promise of seeing Thomas got closer… he grew more comfortable letting go of this man he created in response to his loss. The man whose mind I had come to know so well… whose mind I'd in some ways incorporated into my own. It was a strange experience to see something from it… so unexpected. I choose to believe it… because it wasn't the man I had come to know at all… but one who existed beforehand… waking from a long… and terrible nightmare. Reorienting to the daylight… and the world as it existed before he first closed his eyes… letting the memory of the nightmare fade away.
#BLACKSAILSWEEK25 day five → favourite quote
