[Again, a half-forgotten thrill rising from the murk of his memories: almost give him what he wants, but twist it into a thorn in his side. Except he doesn't know what the hell the Darkling wants from him now.]
I used to dream of you. All around me. [Inside me.] Feeding me darkness and watching me choke.
[He feels half-insane admitting this to the man himself. But those dreams don't touch him anymore, waning in power as his control over the monster waxes.]
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I used to dream of you. All around me. [Inside me.] Feeding me darkness and watching me choke.
[He feels half-insane admitting this to the man himself. But those dreams don't touch him anymore, waning in power as his control over the monster waxes.]
Does it break your heart that I don't anymore?