Despite being crushed by rocks a minute ago, you--the viewer--you are in a massive, dark cavern, and you are not alone. There is something large is here with you--you can hear it--you can smell it. You can feel it, claws trailing down the back of your neck, barely enough to break the skin.
Even with so many eyes it's too dark to see much, but you know who it is--what it is, fiery green eyes and gleaming sharp teeth and you hold your ground, because even if you're terrified, it's still important, and you believe she'll stop.
Instead the monster continues, rips and cracks and bites at all your too many limbs and your flesh mends only to be eaten again. It's hard to keep still now as it plucks out your heart with two sharp claws, and pinches so carefully, and you--
--and everything pauses, the dark, sour mist roiling both in and out of the dream.
|this is you,| the munna is saying. You--Requiem knows this the same way one knows anything in a dream. Though, perhaps it is a question: |is this you?| ]
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Despite being crushed by rocks a minute ago, you--the viewer--you are in a massive, dark cavern, and you are not alone. There is something large is here with you--you can hear it--you can smell it. You can feel it, claws trailing down the back of your neck, barely enough to break the skin.
Even with so many eyes it's too dark to see much, but you know who it is--what it is, fiery green eyes and gleaming sharp teeth and you hold your ground, because even if you're terrified, it's still important, and you believe she'll stop.
Instead the monster continues, rips and cracks and bites at all your too many limbs and your flesh mends only to be eaten again. It's hard to keep still now as it plucks out your heart with two sharp claws, and pinches so carefully, and you--
--and everything pauses, the dark, sour mist roiling both in and out of the dream.
|this is you,| the munna is saying. You--Requiem knows this the same way one knows anything in a dream. Though, perhaps it is a question: |is this you?| ]