So it's not just him seeing ghosts in the trees, faces of people who have long since left. He's not alone, trapped in this dream of never quite being able to cross the space between them.
That doesn't make him feel any better, but it means he understands, now. Even the mighty will crumble in the face of everything that's been taken from them.]
I do not think the people you see are people who are truly here.
[His father died long ago, after all. His brother...is more complicated than that, but the ache is just the same. Perhaps it stings even more, after seeing him again.]
Or the ones I do.
[His voice is light, but it's just as much of a front as Mercy's smile.]
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So it's not just him seeing ghosts in the trees, faces of people who have long since left. He's not alone, trapped in this dream of never quite being able to cross the space between them.
That doesn't make him feel any better, but it means he understands, now. Even the mighty will crumble in the face of everything that's been taken from them.]
I do not think the people you see are people who are truly here.
[His father died long ago, after all. His brother...is more complicated than that, but the ache is just the same. Perhaps it stings even more, after seeing him again.]
Or the ones I do.
[His voice is light, but it's just as much of a front as Mercy's smile.]