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You know she will.” “Eventually, she might.” Willowbud smiled, then hopped down from the alcove, and took my hand in hers, “I’ve been waiting for you, Diamond.” Willowbud said as she guided me around the atrium, where leering men stroked themselves in the shadows, “Your mother keeps repeating the same three names. ‘Diamond, Lucilla, God.’ I want to know what happens when we put the ingredients together.” “I take it your filling God’s place?” I snorted. “Absent the Holy Mother herself, who better?” Willowbud grinned, then tossed her white hair over her shoulder, and tilted her face airily, “Am I not divine?” “You’re certainly-” and I was cut off by the press of Willowbud’s lips, and the push of something hot into my lungs. It seeped into my capillaries, flowed through my chest, burned into my mind; heat, exhilaration, life. But it wasn’t my body, and the soul who owned it, was gone. I felt something within me, not within Diamond, but within me. A feeling in the depths of my ethereal lungs, a fulness that needed to be expired. I grabbed Willowbud, and pressed her closer to me. Then I breathed into her. The world went suddenly black, and silent. Willowbud’s grip was painfully tight, her hand was cold on mine. Deathly cold. The universe was void of senses; not a glimmer of light, nor the smell of people, nor the sounds of lust. Only the hand grasping my own, the lips growing clammy on mine, the thump of my heart in my ears, and a feeling creeping in amateur the back of my head. What are you? The voice whispered in my mind. Thump, thump, thump. The drumming in my head felt like it was splitting it open, but the words came through. You know what I am. I replied. My voice sounded faint in my own mind. You are not the Untethered One. Thump, thump, thump. No. Oh god, the pain. My skull was splitting, her breath was death in my mouth, her touch was ice on my flesh. You are called Silence. Boom, boom, boom. My heart was a drum against my temples, the pressure growing with the tortuous cadence. I’m Angela! I screamed. That is not who you will be.
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