I will stand by you forever; you can take my breath away
Some rational part of her pulls from what she knows, causing the hallucination to say something to Wessex and Wessex alone. She shakes her head, knowing too well what it’s like to live in a cage. “He has always been there. Stuck, held fast through the heart -” Words seeming to fail her, she frowns, straining for what she means. But the synapses won’t connect, and she knows she should be embarrassed at this failure to be bright - but her spirit soldiers doggedly on.
“It’s - like -” Wessex stands and dumps Loki on the ground, beginning to play multiple parts of their epic descent into the Climb. First she is Tanau, trapped and tortured, holding his chest open for Loren to reach in. Then she is Loren reaching bravely in, mumbling, “Firehandybrand,” to herself as she pauses before pulling out the ThInG, Kiada and Amalia and Hotaru, and even herself, forgotten.
Then she is calm, holding something in her hand. “This,” Wessex says, sure of herself. “This kept him.” Extending her empty hand to her lady, she looks up at the Goddess with full faith that she will know, because her lady knows everything.
“What is this metal?”
“It’s - like -” Wessex stands and dumps Loki on the ground, beginning to play multiple parts of their epic descent into the Climb. First she is Tanau, trapped and tortured, holding his chest open for Loren to reach in. Then she is Loren reaching bravely in, mumbling, “Firehandybrand,” to herself as she pauses before pulling out the ThInG, Kiada and Amalia and Hotaru, and even herself, forgotten.
Then she is calm, holding something in her hand. “This,” Wessex says, sure of herself. “This kept him.” Extending her empty hand to her lady, she looks up at the Goddess with full faith that she will know, because her lady knows everything.
“What is this metal?”
WESSEX
