I want roses set on fire
And I, well I want what’s best for me
Sam kept himself curled up, at this point unable to discern from the voices of those around him and the crumbling of the temple - perhaps he had recently picked up some mental fortitude, but that did not mean he was immune to great, rib-shaking panic.
In his distress the only thing he could think to do was to call The Voice back again, to drag her comforting presence back into the situation. Closing his eyes tight he pressed his hands into his face and whispered, so quiet only his Goddess could hear if she chose to listen: "Please, mother. Help me. Help us." His faith was strong that she would save him, though he still shook with fear.
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Sam channels the Voice using Nate's blood he drank (from when he was Accepted) in terminally vague
In his distress the only thing he could think to do was to call The Voice back again, to drag her comforting presence back into the situation. Closing his eyes tight he pressed his hands into his face and whispered, so quiet only his Goddess could hear if she chose to listen: "Please, mother. Help me. Help us." His faith was strong that she would save him, though he still shook with fear.
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Sam channels the Voice using Nate's blood he drank (from when he was Accepted) in terminally vague
And I, I think I know just what that means
Just what that means
SAMUEL
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