[Firo is instantly envious. Perhaps because it's a dream, though, the door pops open, and Firo stumbles forward after the shadow.
The room within isn't really a room at all; the walls and floor are stone. In the cave, a ring of wolves stands around a solitary human, a younger reflection of the one who's gaping beside Roland. The other Firo doesn't seem bothered at all, even when one of the wolves leaps forward and bites his neck.
Rather than shaking him to break his neck, as one might for prey, the wolf releases the boy and takes a step back. As the other Firo sinks to the ground, his hand flutters to the mangled mess of his neck. He pulls his hand away and looks at the blood on it. Waits.
In that kind of unexplained knowledge common in dreams, even in the cave the viewers can be sure that there's a full moon.
Firo doesn't know how it happens, but he's suddenly back in the stairwell when the memory ends, the door slamming shut in front of him.]
cw: blood
[Firo is instantly envious. Perhaps because it's a dream, though, the door pops open, and Firo stumbles forward after the shadow.
The room within isn't really a room at all; the walls and floor are stone. In the cave, a ring of wolves stands around a solitary human, a younger reflection of the one who's gaping beside Roland. The other Firo doesn't seem bothered at all, even when one of the wolves leaps forward and bites his neck.
Rather than shaking him to break his neck, as one might for prey, the wolf releases the boy and takes a step back. As the other Firo sinks to the ground, his hand flutters to the mangled mess of his neck. He pulls his hand away and looks at the blood on it. Waits.
In that kind of unexplained knowledge common in dreams, even in the cave the viewers can be sure that there's a full moon.
Firo doesn't know how it happens, but he's suddenly back in the stairwell when the memory ends, the door slamming shut in front of him.]