Ok so.
It was like someone you love, that died. That you never thought to see again. And all of a fucking sudden they come back. For like one goddamn night.
And there are all these restrictions, what to talk about, what not to. Or it will end the spell.
There were...
Fuck this. I never want to meet anyone again that's dead. I don't want to push my eyes against that inscrutable wall ever again.
Breach it, throw it down, or turn your face away from the monstrosity, and live with what it represents, even if you don't love it.
I cannot pretend it doesn't exist.
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