( A fine job, yes, only the hauntings haven't ceased yet. Stalled, perhaps. And he can't well say if it's the man or his countless peers, or the fact that the Pariah has now launched herself full force at sea.
But the ghosts return, for all their efforts of exorcism, for all of Quicksilver's pleading. The ghosts give him no leave. )
You... you can't hear them? ( No. No, his face turns, darkens. He knows, remembers, they never hear them. Only Quicksilver does, alone, secluded. Only him, and his wretched fate. )
Don't worry. They won't concern you. They don't trouble innocents.
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But the ghosts return, for all their efforts of exorcism, for all of Quicksilver's pleading. The ghosts give him no leave. )
You... you can't hear them? ( No. No, his face turns, darkens. He knows, remembers, they never hear them. Only Quicksilver does, alone, secluded. Only him, and his wretched fate. )
Don't worry. They won't concern you. They don't trouble innocents.