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faerie king oberon ([personal profile] pryftigern) wrote in [community profile] decorator 2023-12-20 12:29 am (UTC)

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Ah... I'd forgotten why I hate prodigies.

[ the tone of his voice doesn't change the slightest. it's still him, even if it's not. or perhaps it's never been him, and he's speaking honestly like he always has. it's wrong, and it's right, and it's everything together at once. a beautiful lie. a horrid truth.

the sound of insects echoes throughout his ears. perhaps she can hear it, too.
]

"Here to grant your wish?" Of course not. You really think that sort of miracle could exist? You really are a stupid little girl, aren't you?

[ the words escape, one after the other. terrible barbs, clawing desperately out of his throat and tumbling from his lips. he can feel the bile, the cruelty, like ink drying on a page. a new truth being written, born of lies and love. and through it all, that terrible sound, that scream of cicadas and mosquitos and beetles and flies, radiates through the room. they gather around him, a dark cloud like a thunderstorm preparing to unleash.

he laughs, one last lie slipping out before he is covered completely-
]

I have no idea what I saw in a miserable urchin like you.

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