open | prompt six | DEMONS

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prompt six | D E M O N S be careful in casting out your devil ‘lest you cast out the best thing about you. ( friedrich nietzsche )

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[graced]

[ It's a gesture he doesn't notice. (His attention is fixed on a spot on the wall, and it has been for some time now. That sole fact aside, he seems present enough.) ]

Then you're the only one who thinks so. [ His tone is one of guilt masked by a natural argumentative streak, meant to beat her back again though he knows, by now, that there'll never be any use in the exercise. ]

[retributions]

[ Piano wants to believe that hers is the only opinion that matters (well, hers and God's, but that goes without saying). What she wants to believe and what is actually real, however, fails to match up and she can't tell which kind of instance this is or where precisely that guilt in Perahia's voice comes from.

One hand abandons her sweater for the sake of his sleeve, giving it a tug in the hopes that he'll look at her (validate her, the way big Brothers are meant to do for their little Sisters). ]

But— I'm special.

[graced]

[ At that touch, he glances over. (His fingers curl into a fist but he doesn't make any move to strike out at her.) At the end of the day, yes, her opinion is the only one that matters because it is she that wields grace and not him, but the story has already been written and their task is simply to follow it to completion. ]

Never said you weren't.