EVELYN
Evelyn's face scrunched at her sister's words, mild disgust expressed at the foolishness of those who would tempt the monsters inside, who would try to engage with them. They were monsters, unable to be reasoned with, their ability to listen and change and otherwise cause nothing but harm non-existent. They knew this - they had survived previous years by closing the doors, by hiding and hoping and praying that they would all survive.
They had survived that trial, only to be faced with another, that the rest of their family could not survive.
"Maybe," she conceded, nodding as she thought about the monsters, about the way they seemed so normal, so enticing and comforting. But it was all an illusion, a trick that invited danger and death - maybe one day they would unravel that mystery, but Evelyn would only ever admit to her sister that such a thought scared her, at least until they got stronger.
"Hmm," she hummed thoughtfully, mind wandering between the options. "Probably not a lot," she acknowledged of Torchline. It would have to be something they did another time, when their strength had improved, when they were less newly rebirthed.
"I don't want to stay at the farm. I think we see what the college is all about this year." She said decisively, her voice far more certain than her actual feelings would ever be.
They had survived that trial, only to be faced with another, that the rest of their family could not survive.
"Maybe," she conceded, nodding as she thought about the monsters, about the way they seemed so normal, so enticing and comforting. But it was all an illusion, a trick that invited danger and death - maybe one day they would unravel that mystery, but Evelyn would only ever admit to her sister that such a thought scared her, at least until they got stronger.
"Hmm," she hummed thoughtfully, mind wandering between the options. "Probably not a lot," she acknowledged of Torchline. It would have to be something they did another time, when their strength had improved, when they were less newly rebirthed.
"I don't want to stay at the farm. I think we see what the college is all about this year." She said decisively, her voice far more certain than her actual feelings would ever be.
innocence
is but an illusion
is but an illusion
