Brute Squad Interludes Writing

Interlude: A Voice in the Darkness

Poor little nightingale, dying all alone

What?

Why are you dying? You have a job to do.

I’m… dying?

I thought that would have been obvious. You are hallucinating, after all.

Am I?

Aren’t you?

…I know your voice. You’re real. I’ve heard you before…

Am I? Is Naeris? Is Lord Quirion? I’m as real as they are, and also just as fake.

What? Of course they’re real. They’re me!

Are they, little nightingale?

Why do you keep calling me that?

Work it out.

… why me? Why pick me?

You’ll just have to wait and see.

… what d-

Time to wake up, kid

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