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Joined October 2017
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โ €โ €๐…๐จ๐ซ ๐ฌ๐จ๐ฆ๐ž ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ฅ๐ค๐ฌ, ๐๐ฒ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ข๐ฌ ๐š ๐ซ๐ž๐ฅ๐ž๐š๐ฌ๐ž. โ €โ € ๐…๐จ๐ซ ๐จ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ, ๐ข๐ญ'๐ฌ ๐š๐ง ๐š๐›๐จ๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐š๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง; โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €๐š ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ๐ซ๐ข๐›๐ฅ๐ž ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐ . โ €โ €โ €โ €๐๐ฎ๐ญ, ๐ข๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ž๐ง๐, ๐ˆ'๐ฆ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ซ๐ž ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ฆ.
"No, no. Clearly I'm not making you feel loved enough. I'll turn it all up to eleven from now on, just to make sure." Her smile confirms this is neither a joke nor a drill. But VERY amusing to her.
โ€œThey are enjoyably unpredictable as they are.โ€
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"And here I thought our interactions always had a certain affection about them. Maybe I need to up my dramatiqรบe."
โ€œI donโ€™t know. I know you and I are not at odds with one another. Perhaps that is love.โ€
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"Sometimes, you don't have to say things for them to be true. And, besides. I'm sure there's one or two of our siblings who're incapable."
โ€œI donโ€™t think my family has ever used the word โ€˜loveโ€™ to one another. Mostly because itโ€™s a simple word for such old dynamics.โ€
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โ €โ €โ €โ€The essence of heroism is dying, so that others may live.โ€ โ€”Oliver Queen โ€”Literate (8+ years) โ€”Independent portrayal mix of Arrow-verse, comic-verse, and personal headcanons โ€”(N)SFW โ€”Non/Lewd โ€”Mature Themes โ€”Multiship, though likely to change, through Chem โ€”Story focused
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"That explains it." She nodded, knowingly - like that answered every follow-up question she had. It did actually do that, but knowing Morpheus - well. No matter. "You're much more...mh, how to put it... Other nightmares, they're just that. Eerie and unpleasant. Maybe a tad โ€”
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"The design is in place, all that you can affect is how fast or how slow it progresses through the stages."
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"Did Dream create you? Orโ€” well, I suppose it's still Dream, butโ€” Your boss. Does he wear white, or black?" Showing up unannounced. Otherwise known as The Reverse Batman. A classic Endless trick.
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"And Kristen didn't blame you. She was sad to reach her time, and that you were to walk the rest of your time alone." Her voice was firmer - just a touch more curt, cutting him off ever so slightly as his anger directed at her. While his feelings were justified, she was, after โ€”
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โ€” no simple mortal. "I know every life you've taken, and every life you've lost. And maybe you misunderstand me; I have my own opinions, but what happens here isn't for me to judge. My job is a great deal simpler than that. I see everything off when it reaches the finish line. โ€”
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โ€” But I like to understand mankind. You're all quite different from my own. It makes you fascinating to me. I'm not interrogating you - I want to know how you ended up where you are."
"Just don't get too careless. When you start doing things just to see if it's your time, you start speeding up how quickly the pages in your book turn."
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Despite his passion, despite his shifting emotional state, Death did not move. She didn't look to berate him, nor to cut him down. Amongst mortals, his actions outcast him - but it wasn't Death's place to decide morality for the living. She came to everyone, no matter โ€”
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โ€” the terms of their demise. Disease, misfortune, murder, self-infliction or time; that was her role in it all. "So, vengeance. But do you ever wonder - and, maybe you don't - if this is really the best way? You spend so much time making riddles, put in so much work. Do you โ€”
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โ€” ever wonder what you could do if you just...shifted your attentions?" Mortals were always curious creatures. Their reasons, what made them who they were, it was fascinating. Millions of them would live in her lifespan, but they were always different, in little and big ways.
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"No, you'll die. The way it's written, you're not one of the immortal ones - especially not in your line of work. But, you won't die right ๐’๐’๐’˜. Of course, you'll still suffer. You might survive being set on fire, but that doesn't mean it won't horribly maim you."
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Death's brow raises, looking at the finger, then at Harley. "You won't. Not because you're not capable of it, of course. But because it's just not your time. All that happens is you spend the next few weeks stuck in a hospital bed, and your hair will smell singed for as long."
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"I do. I think they might surprise you, Dream. Inspire you, even. I always enjoy seeing your work after your time amongst them. It's a little different - but in a good way."
โ€œYou think I should spend more time among them, in reality?โ€
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"To understand you." She replied quickly, and bluntly, but it wasn't malicious or rude - at least, not by her tone. "Your whole life ahead of you, Edward, but you always focused on riddles, and puzzles, and weren't always good to yourself. You weren't always good to others, โ€”
He watched her, his head unable to compute. โ€œI am not dying.โ€ He concluded after a few minutes of silence. โ€œI have had no drugs yet I see you... why are you here?โ€ If this truly was death- then she knew what he had done- all heโ€™d done..
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โ€” either. I always wonder, when I meet mortals, why? Why do you do these things to yourself, or to others? What do you get from it all?" Her voice was soft, and kind, unlike anything man often would expect. She reserved judgement, and spoke to him without anger; not like a โ€”
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โ€” criminal, but like a person. After all, it wasn't the place of Death to judge the living. That was for her brother, written in the annals of his book.
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