Editing Once more with feeling/Logs/Small Group/In Denandsor/Dhiren and Nuwa (while Dhiren is at the Palace of Infinite Desire)
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[19:53] Dhiren: *I... I guess you could say that,* Dhiren answers. *The manse is... I'm... well... please don't be angry at me," he says, and then sends her a brief montage of sights, sounds, sensations: a Priestess of Venus slowly disrobing, the whisper of silken sheets... | [19:53] Dhiren: *I... I guess you could say that,* Dhiren answers. *The manse is... I'm... well... please don't be angry at me," he says, and then sends her a brief montage of sights, sounds, sensations: a Priestess of Venus slowly disrobing, the whisper of silken sheets... | ||
β | [13:58] Nuwa: Nuwa draws back, not wanting to see, not wanting to feel, not wanting to know any of it. But she can't avoid it. Her thoughts are quiet for awful, speechless seconds, as incomprehension and pain and betrayal rise up against her mental fortitude like the tide against an inadequate | + | [13:58] Nuwa: Nuwa draws back, not wanting to see, not wanting to feel, not wanting to know any of it. But she can't avoid it. Her thoughts are quiet for awful, speechless seconds, as incomprehension and pain and betrayal rise up against her mental fortitude like the tide against an inadequate dyke. *What ... why?* |
[14:05] Nuwa: Over the Dreamspire clouds obscure the sun. | [14:05] Nuwa: Over the Dreamspire clouds obscure the sun. |