[Firo tucks his tail against his leg as he feels something shifting around inside of him, like a tickle in his skull. He wishes this weirdo would quit it, but he's just going to look silly if he focuses on something so minor right now.
He finds that he's suddenly scared of what this memory stuff is going to be like, if the mere existence of the shadow is so uncomfortable. Is it going to kill him? That part isn't as scary as the fear that his pack would think he's just run off. And what if the memory stuff just turns out to be weird? What if it turns its light on some dark corners of his mind?
Damn it, why does stuff like this happen to him?
But there's no way to stop agonizing over it except to get it over with.
The blood and the man's body slumped against the wall. The frenetic yips and cackles of one of the men those kids grew up to be--and the kids themselves running around.
It doesn't take much effort for Firo to bring the memories to mind, though they're not his. He tries to go about recalling the images methodically, but it's all too easy for his brain to jump from memory to memory. He sees Roland's childhood friends and thinks of his own--the Gandors and Claire playing stickball again. That time they went looking for Claire and found him on top of a crumbling warehouse, something no normal human should've ever been able to reach...
He pulls himself back to 'Steven', and there's Maiza pouring himself a drink, smiling.]
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He finds that he's suddenly scared of what this memory stuff is going to be like, if the mere existence of the shadow is so uncomfortable. Is it going to kill him? That part isn't as scary as the fear that his pack would think he's just run off. And what if the memory stuff just turns out to be weird? What if it turns its light on some dark corners of his mind?
Damn it, why does stuff like this happen to him?
But there's no way to stop agonizing over it except to get it over with.
The blood and the man's body slumped against the wall. The frenetic yips and cackles of one of the men those kids grew up to be--and the kids themselves running around.
It doesn't take much effort for Firo to bring the memories to mind, though they're not his. He tries to go about recalling the images methodically, but it's all too easy for his brain to jump from memory to memory. He sees Roland's childhood friends and thinks of his own--the Gandors and Claire playing stickball again. That time they went looking for Claire and found him on top of a crumbling warehouse, something no normal human should've ever been able to reach...
He pulls himself back to 'Steven', and there's Maiza pouring himself a drink, smiling.]