To have that stripped away, to know that your autonomy and privacy hinges on the goodwill of one that can crush you in an instant...
（ if blue were to think he is speaking from a place of fear — let him disabuse you of the notion. he is the thing that claws into people's minds. he is the knife that takes them apart, that peels back skin and muscle and bone until he is in the marrow of a person. the one who stands at the shores of a black river and holds their head beneath the water as seconds tick by, controlled more by him than by the inexorability of time.
he is the monster. so no — there is no fear, but there is something like darkness that washes against his thoughts like the first rolling wave of a coming fog. ）
There is no comfort or relief in being known against one's will, only fear.
no subject
To have that stripped away, to know that your autonomy and privacy hinges on the goodwill of one that can crush you in an instant...
（ if blue were to think he is speaking from a place of fear — let him disabuse you of the notion. he is the thing that claws into people's minds. he is the knife that takes them apart, that peels back skin and muscle and bone until he is in the marrow of a person. the one who stands at the shores of a black river and holds their head beneath the water as seconds tick by, controlled more by him than by the inexorability of time.
he is the monster. so no — there is no fear, but there is something like darkness that washes against his thoughts like the first rolling wave of a coming fog. ）
There is no comfort or relief in being known against one's will, only fear.