...who warns? ( He speaks as if to himself, as if the world merely reshapes around his thoughts, dark and amorphous. As if he has grown so accustomed to solitude that it does not strike him as strange to neglect Five's presence, if not his question.
His gaze slants, thins. Spirits, of course. Ever present, his confidants. But — ) This is a petty ploy. If the dead are unsettled, why do they not rise?
( Discretion, modesty and silence suit spirits less than crass demonstrations and rage. This manipulation of stones and messages and conspiracy is... departed from their methods, an aimless contrivance. )
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...who warns? ( He speaks as if to himself, as if the world merely reshapes around his thoughts, dark and amorphous. As if he has grown so accustomed to solitude that it does not strike him as strange to neglect Five's presence, if not his question.
His gaze slants, thins. Spirits, of course. Ever present, his confidants. But — ) This is a petty ploy. If the dead are unsettled, why do they not rise?
( Discretion, modesty and silence suit spirits less than crass demonstrations and rage. This manipulation of stones and messages and conspiracy is... departed from their methods, an aimless contrivance. )