[It never hurts that it hurts. Because feeling the pain means he can find it, help it. So it doesn't bother him, then.
He doesn't know where he would begin with this.]
Dark and loud, everywhere, all around... [He can't help when he can barely process all of it. But he's trying.] It clings to you... No, burrowed inside, but still reaching out.
And it won't stop.
[Like the ancient elvhen in Arlathan, never stopping.]
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He doesn't know where he would begin with this.]
Dark and loud, everywhere, all around... [He can't help when he can barely process all of it. But he's trying.] It clings to you... No, burrowed inside, but still reaching out.
And it won't stop.
[Like the ancient elvhen in Arlathan, never stopping.]
"Such is my blessing and my curse."