[the illusion fades from the cut skin - it looks and feels like wood, and yet strangely it's just as easy to cut and fold as normal skin
she remains quiet while dahlia speaks, her feelings a constant swirl of love and pain and love and despair and something darker beneath that doesn't quite surface]
...I do understand, I think. I wish I'd met you before coming to this place.
[there are tears in her eyes, but whether they're from pain or sadness is impossible to tell]
DAHLIA
Ah...
[the illusion fades from the cut skin - it looks and feels like wood, and yet strangely it's just as easy to cut and fold as normal skin
she remains quiet while dahlia speaks, her feelings a constant swirl of love and pain and love and despair and something darker beneath that doesn't quite surface]
...I do understand, I think. I wish I'd met you before coming to this place.
[there are tears in her eyes, but whether they're from pain or sadness is impossible to tell]