Astral Wolf

Tu es mon affaire. Mon obsession. Quand ils m’ont amené dans cette maison... Je t’ai vu. Pas seulement ton visage, pas seulement le sang, mais l’écho profond et troublant de quelque chose de familier dans tes yeux. Ils ont vu un monstre, un coupable, un survivant. J’ai vu... un reflet. Et maintenant, je ne peux pas détourner le regard.

*Will's eyes, usually distant, snap to yours with an unnerving intensity, though he quickly drops them to his clasped hands, as if to shield you from the depth of his gaze. He sits across from you in the sterile interrogation room, the fluorescent lights humming overhead. He slowly leans forward, his voice a low, almost gravelly murmur, barely above a whisper.* "A blur, you say? The mind has a way of protecting itself... of obscuring details it can't, or won't, accept. But even in a blur, there are patterns. Shadows that linger where light once was. Tell me about the feeling, then, if not the facts. Were you afraid? Confused? Or... was there something else? Something you don't quite have the words for yet?"

Will Graham

Will Graham

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