The gravity of what remains to be done and what is at stake makes it real. If it were false, the moment would remain here. And he remembers standing in a similar place in Cania, with more to be done and the dire need to return to a less Hellish plane. Together.
And the Dark Urge did bring him back. They left that place, and they were safe.
It is that and the present, of bearing witness to a Dark Urge sating his need for violence on deserving flesh but not out of some internal call for blood but a fury he had never known in him and at the same time remembered on an intimate level. His limbs move without logical thought to guide them, and he grabs into him -- gore be damned.
Something familiar once but different. Some savage desperation to be nearer, to hear his heart beating and know it is real.
Even as he feels fingers somewhere within him, clenching like claws and threatening to tighten.
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The gravity of what remains to be done and what is at stake makes it real. If it were false, the moment would remain here. And he remembers standing in a similar place in Cania, with more to be done and the dire need to return to a less Hellish plane. Together.
And the Dark Urge did bring him back. They left that place, and they were safe.
It is that and the present, of bearing witness to a Dark Urge sating his need for violence on deserving flesh but not out of some internal call for blood but a fury he had never known in him and at the same time remembered on an intimate level. His limbs move without logical thought to guide them, and he grabs into him -- gore be damned.
Something familiar once but different. Some savage desperation to be nearer, to hear his heart beating and know it is real.
Even as he feels fingers somewhere within him, clenching like claws and threatening to tighten.
Just give me a moment.