[ like a spider ensnaring its prey. she's left trembling but untouched in the wreckage of her own battle as that horrible figure turns sable and liquid underneath.
she's so fucking exhausted. for a long moment, all she does is dully watch... Henry begin to subsume.
...
what is wrong with her?
her ragged voice spills from her lips again— ] Mister Creel!
[ and this time, Dancing Lights coalesce in a triangulation of stars like a constellation: one bright as a planet above Henry's head, and four spiraling tightly around his feet, as if to sear the very concept of a shadow from the page. ]
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she's so fucking exhausted. for a long moment, all she does is dully watch... Henry begin to subsume.
...
what is wrong with her?
her ragged voice spills from her lips again— ] Mister Creel!
[ and this time, Dancing Lights coalesce in a triangulation of stars like a constellation: one bright as a planet above Henry's head, and four spiraling tightly around his feet, as if to sear the very concept of a shadow from the page. ]