the shadows, the noxious poison, any formless figures still attempting to create themselves from the darkness are all shattered like fine glass when the demon slayer snatches her away. for a second time, perhaps more raw than the first, shuten's expression breaks open, too, wide-eyed shock bringing life to a face that was preparing for death. if she was merely roused from the bad dream before, returning to its nightmarish embrace right after, then now she's yanked awake, awareness jerking her back with the motion of that hand on her wrist. ]
... ! You—
[ now she's conscious, and the reality of it all hits her like the grotesque teardrops of rain hitting her skin. it falls down her horns, her hair, her neck — and as they run, as the blood touches the cut along her collar, still bleeding, the illusion threatens to drag her back in once more.
the shadows coagulate again, nipping at her heels, vying for form as the rain smooths down her shoulders like grasping hands. ]
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the shadows, the noxious poison, any formless figures still attempting to create themselves from the darkness are all shattered like fine glass when the demon slayer snatches her away. for a second time, perhaps more raw than the first, shuten's expression breaks open, too, wide-eyed shock bringing life to a face that was preparing for death. if she was merely roused from the bad dream before, returning to its nightmarish embrace right after, then now she's yanked awake, awareness jerking her back with the motion of that hand on her wrist. ]
... ! You—
[ now she's conscious, and the reality of it all hits her like the grotesque teardrops of rain hitting her skin. it falls down her horns, her hair, her neck — and as they run, as the blood touches the cut along her collar, still bleeding, the illusion threatens to drag her back in once more.
the shadows coagulate again, nipping at her heels, vying for form as the rain smooths down her shoulders like grasping hands. ]