[ Bright-hearted spirits, so full of hope... Someone is being kissed, so soft an warm. I almost feel it upon my lips. Power, beneath the stones. Blood has been splashed here...
Her head was abuzz with it, ringing with unwanted information. Some of the words she heard herself speaking, and she gripped the stone balustrade of the narrow balcony to cement herself, cement her mind. It felt like a widely-cast net, catching too much; how could she parse what was meaningful? The other hand clenched into a fist, and she tucked it against her chest, pressed against the clothes which hid the scar over the place where her heart should be. ]
Jessamine Kaldwin | Dishonored | Seelie Arrival!
Her head was abuzz with it, ringing with unwanted information. Some of the words she heard herself speaking, and she gripped the stone balustrade of the narrow balcony to cement herself, cement her mind. It felt like a widely-cast net, catching too much; how could she parse what was meaningful? The other hand clenched into a fist, and she tucked it against her chest, pressed against the clothes which hid the scar over the place where her heart should be. ]
... This is all wrong...