there was no doubt in the journey ([personal profile] sansdoute) wrote in [community profile] westwhere 2022-11-22 01:18 am (UTC)


You're not saying how. You're talking lots, but you're not saying - you're not saying anything.

( Only another grown man, with a long shadow and strong hands and fierce eyes, and frightening, so very frightening that the child wants to scare him in kind. In the worst of ways, hands clutching the edges of his mask, peeling it off to show the deep burns that rake his forehead, his cheek, tarnish his skin. )

You're like him. I thought he was my friend, but he wasn't, he was just... keeping secrets about my father being... ( A breath, long. Heavy. ) You killed my father. And you're asking me for help. I don't...

( He's fretting, flustered. His father was a kind man, calm. Patient with his animals. He can be calm, he can be patient too. )

...fine. I can raise them for you. The... the sleeping. If you make the sickness go away. But I'm only... you have until the month's done. That's it. And you've ruined the mood in the dollhouse, so. So, if you can't... if you can't do it, you have to stay. And you have to play with me and with the dolls and keep the dolls happy. I'm putting all of you in my dollhouse, if you can't do it. Fine?

( Only fair, after all. )


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