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hermia_sophia in estdeus_innobis

I have been troubled in my sleep this night, But dawning day new comfort hath inspired.

Jun 12, 2013 21:47

Friday, September 19
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valmont_vicomte June 13 2013, 11:26:22 UTC

I'm exhausted, muscles aching. I wonder how much time has passed. Time didn't seem to have much meaning earlier. I suppose that's true of dreams.

"I have no idea what date it is," I say to Hermia. I've made tea - I thought it was more soothing than coffee - and I bring her a cup. "Were we at the abbey for a day and a night, or less time, or more?" I sit down on the sofa and pinch the skin between my eyes. Lucien is dead, I think. It's a numb sort of feeling.

hermia_sophia June 13 2013, 13:18:57 UTC

"I don't know," I have to admit, shaking my head. "I think...two days?" I reach up to take the teacup that Valmont offers me, curling my hands around its solid warmth, and when he sits down I curl up further to nestle into his side. Valmont is solid, and the world is solid around me, not changing or shifting. He is real.

All of it was real when it was happening, though. There is everything to say, and nothing.

"I think...it's over," I say, after a long moment. "The nightmares. They won't be coming back. At least," I add - for ordinary dreams may still turn to darkness - "not the way it was with the fairy-tale world and the nightmare gate."

valmont_vicomte June 13 2013, 16:40:06 UTC

I nod, and put my arm around her.

"And you are safe," I say, which is the most important thing. "You were magnificent. I didn't really understand what you were doing, but I could tell that much."

hermia_sophia June 13 2013, 18:31:06 UTC

"And you're safe too," I reply softly. "I saw how brave you were." He puts his arm around me, making room for me to move closer.

I feel the glow of pride rise when Valmont compliments me, as warm and comforting as the tea. "Thank you," I murmur, but I also have to admit, "I didn't understand some of it myself," as I give Valmont a tiny wry smile. "It wasn't anything that I had done before, but when I needed to do it, I could do it." The smile fades to seriousness, and I rest my head on Valmont's shoulder for a moment before I can say, "The hardest part was what I did with Nanshe. What Syl and I did," I add. "Mending the breaks, and…making her part of the town."

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