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  1. Through the Living Elan
    The desperation was... well, desperate. Burning. It was imbued with fear. The Queen's sanity, her mission, it wasn't working anymore. Things were crumbling and she needed someone to help. And she thought he was that person. He smiled, taking her hand and helping her up.
  2. Through the Living Elan
    The Queen sat in silence, watching him. Understanding him. The hive quietly buzzed in TAAron’s head, a group of beings, extensions of his consciousness. Things seeing, understanding, all on their own, for him.
  3. Through the Living Elan
    Kiss Lopen, marry Wayne, kill Ahu. Thorns, Needles, Porcupines
  4. Through the Living Elan
    Underneath the truth, that she did really want to better the world, and the fact that she was lying about Haly, was just one emotion, overwhelming, powerful: Desperation. Intense, fearful desperation. He shook his head. "Nothing. Let's go see your son."
  5. Through the Living Elan
    Letting it in, TAAron felt truth. Honesty. Some twisted form of it, but honesty nonetheless. It felt different. Shallow. Like there was more. Something guarded.
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  7. Through the Living Elan
    The Queen looked at him carefully. "I give you permission, TAAron."
  8. Through the Living Elan
    He looked her in the eyes, paused for a second, then reluctantly pulled away.
  9. Through the Living Elan
    The Queen smiled softly. "Yes, TAAron. What would you like to understand?"
  10. Through the Living Elan
    "TAAron. This is the truth. All of what I've said is. You need proof? I can give you proof. But you won't like the way I give it."
  11. Through the Living Elan
    "TAAron. What reason would I have to lie." The Queen sighed. "Really, I did wish to do this without violence. But if it is necessary, I will do it. I truly hope you make the right decision here."
  12. Through the Living Elan
    He nodded. "I'll... I'm ready. I think. Let's go up." The Queen sighed. "I was hoping you would join me voluntarily. But if that path won't work." She looked at him seriously. "We have your girlfriend. Currently there is a knife to her throat. If you do not cooperate, I will give the signal. And she will die."
  13. Through the Living Elan
    He breathed out softly, going quiet, just feeling her presence there, a comfort.
  14. Through the Living Elan
    For the first time in their interaction, just for a split second, a look of pure shock passed over her face. Then it was gone. "How does it feel?" "So much..." He laid his head on her shoulder, "I... I won't leave you. I won't run. Not this time. Never again."
  15. Through the Living Elan
    He hugged her back, tightly. "I miss him."
  16. Through the Living Elan
    The Queen watched passively, hands clasped, as TAAron struggled. Her face devoid of emotion, silently, not taking any action. Another voice enters the insanity, this one louder, clearer. You have no understanding of what you've entered. What you came here to take. Pure chaos. What I make into peace. Freedom. Order.
  17. Through the Living Elan
    "I... got close to him. Too close to him. I told him to attack and so he did. He had risen in the ranks by then. And they would have won, but... because of me they found here. Attacked here. The enemy. And it worked. While the armies were away, they slaughtered them. All of them. Then the armies came back. I had hidden. He found me, but they found him at the same time. Attacked him. I was... I was terrified... I ran... I went to the clinic... tried to forget... He died. He died and their command collapsed. All of them, gone. I could have saved him. Could've saved all of them. But I ran..." Elan's body is shaking, and he slowly collapses onto the floor, wrapping his arms around himself. He closes his eyes, and a tear slowly leaks down his cheek. "I ran... What kind of friend does that..."
  18. Through the Living Elan
    Elan nodded, looking up at her. "I've been hurt a ton. What can a little more do."
  19. Through the Living Elan
    Elan shut up, face red, and looked down at the floor, letting go of her hand. "Sorry..."
  20. Through the Living Elan
    "These... people. That lived down here. They were winged. Like the feathered wings of an angel, all of them the purest white. And they were prophets too. Seers. That ring on your wall used to be full of liquid, it let them see into the future. The woman who lived in that room saw, but didn't judge. She watched, but knew that each vision was only a chance, part of what could come. She was kind, wise, and understanding, all rolled into one." He took a deep breath. "The man who lived in my room... he was born differently. Black wings. Not white ones. A... prophecy, an ancient one, predicted that someone like him would be the downfall of his race. That he was cursed, that he would kill them all. So he was thrown down here, as far from the others as possible. A room that would normally be an honor, now used to brand him an outcast. He handled it like a champion. He was nice, he was funny, he was handsome, all the best aspects you could dream of rolled into one. And... and he trusted me..."
  21. Through the Living Elan
    "In yours? Someone wiser than anyone else I've ever met. A born leader. In mine? Me, once. And... a close friend of mine. Someone deemed cursed, evil, an outcast from his society."
  22. Through the Living Elan
    He took a deep breath, running his hand through his hair. "It's a lot... for anyone to handle."
  23. Through the Living Elan
    He nodded. "Okay." The Queen pulled back, resting her hand back on her lap. "Very well." She said simply, face passive. "However, you came for those whose minds I control. I believe you can have them." In an instant the connections shifted. Voices, thousands, millions, trillions, more, a number so expansive no human mind could ever wrap their mind around it, erupted into TAAron's head. Each movement, thought, everything down to the smallest twitch of a finger, communicated into his mind. A disorganized explosion of overstimulation and pain. "Feel what I feel. Take what you think you have the right to take. And tell me, TAAron, if you think that chaos should be released to roam and work its will freely in the world."
  24. Through the Living Elan
    He shook his head, trying to expel the darkness, squeezing her hand tightly. "I know..."
  25. Through the Living Elan
    "No. I can be strong. I... I've got this." "Absolute control? More... strong encouragement. You think Twain, for all his brains, would have thought of sending you here on his own? That any of those children in your clinic would be where they are now of their own accord? That Euclid could develop modern mathematics by himself? That Newton just randomly made his three laws? That any of history, science, math, art, all of it, could just happen by the pure chance and power of lone, mortal individuals? No. They were all guided, directed by me. With no realization that I was ever there."
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