"If I don't get to tell people that, you don't get to either."
She hasn't been crawling on her belly through broken glass to hear her own voice coming out of Nyx's mouth. One step closer, another.
"I choose to remember you. I choose to remember that you were and you are, in all your names and titles, even if this place loses hold of me and casts me upon yet another shore. Even if when you go, I never see you again for as long as I might live. I choose to go to the trouble of it, even so."
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It's quiet, but it's firm.
"If I don't get to tell people that, you don't get to either."
She hasn't been crawling on her belly through broken glass to hear her own voice coming out of Nyx's mouth. One step closer, another.
"I choose to remember you. I choose to remember that you were and you are, in all your names and titles, even if this place loses hold of me and casts me upon yet another shore. Even if when you go, I never see you again for as long as I might live. I choose to go to the trouble of it, even so."