( These are not the night time vigils she expected to have: the dead were meant ot be dead, to stay that way, and to be woven back into the Wheel for their next iteration, and yet. What else has she learned in this world of death and distorted dreams given physical form? In this place where one cannot evade the cloying scent of the dying, the scent of decay, or of actual ghosts... and she grimaces, moving on quiet feet through a graveyard this night, thinking of the other ghosts, or what she would do if, perhaps, she had the ability. What she wouldn't do, likewise.
What she can't do, for the dead.
The sight of another person slipping between headstones, moving after the fumbling, sightless ghost, the invitation to close distance, sees her grimacing and changing direction, a rendezvous between them as Tykhe continues on, floating through tombstones, through small mausoleums, emerging from the far side with that same confused, searching air.
Low, a murmur to help keep it from carrying: )
Apollonius?
( If it's this one's reason for coming to this place at this time in pursuit of a ghost, and really, it wouldn't surprise her if it wasn't.
Of course there'd be multiple people wanting something from the dead. Isn't that the case everywhere in the darkness of this world? Isn't that what the senate argues over, day after day? Which dead, which horror, they'll believe gives them more than the next. )
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What she can't do, for the dead.
The sight of another person slipping between headstones, moving after the fumbling, sightless ghost, the invitation to close distance, sees her grimacing and changing direction, a rendezvous between them as Tykhe continues on, floating through tombstones, through small mausoleums, emerging from the far side with that same confused, searching air.
Low, a murmur to help keep it from carrying: )
Apollonius?
( If it's this one's reason for coming to this place at this time in pursuit of a ghost, and really, it wouldn't surprise her if it wasn't.
Of course there'd be multiple people wanting something from the dead. Isn't that the case everywhere in the darkness of this world? Isn't that what the senate argues over, day after day? Which dead, which horror, they'll believe gives them more than the next. )