Dec 8, 2018
“Healer? There’s no healer in the world that can help her now. Look at her eyes.”
“… so it was true. She was allied with the- the-”
seen from Pakistan
seen from Romania
seen from China
seen from El Salvador
seen from United States
seen from United Kingdom
seen from Italy
seen from Canada
seen from China
seen from United Kingdom
seen from China
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from Germany
seen from China
seen from Canada
seen from China
seen from Kazakhstan
seen from United States
seen from Brazil
“Healer? There’s no healer in the world that can help her now. Look at her eyes.”
“… so it was true. She was allied with the- the-”
Umber: “Incarnadine- Incarnadine wake up, we haven’t much time!”
Umber: “In- oh, Sighted… guard! Guard! Come quickly, we need to get her to a healer-“
I think that symbol set something off. It had to have, because that was when it all came together. Whatever lies I wrote down- the dreams had a very different ending.
The Sightless: “Didn’t it? When you were sixteen, you prayed for a way out of the slums. Two days later you managed to sneak onto a freighter that took you straight to your… teacher.”
The Sightless: “… I listen to everyone who prays to me. It’s just a matter of who’s interesting enough to answer.”
“And so it begins, dear Incarnadine. Seven lives. Seven more chances. Do something great next time, won’t you?”
Incarnadine “I- it wasn’t really- I mean-“
The Sightless: “Oh what, now you’re worried about heresy? Funny little thing, aren’t you?”
Incarnadine “I’ve prayed to you before. It didn’t seem to matter then.”
The Sightless: “A good show.”