As has happened before, the more they talk, the less defined by Welsh her speech becomes, although the light musical lilt remains clear and sweet. It is almost an imperceptible change, so slowly and naturally does it happen.
"It... I..." A hesitation, while she glances aside, and then she meets his gaze once more.
"Of all people, you might be one who could-- who would understand, Rilian. I had never thought..."
She trails off there, taking a quick breath to steady herself. Will Stanton or Merriman Lyon would recognize a plea similar to one they once had seen -- as would a man named John Rowlands.
"All I ever wanted was to have power enough to make my own way, so long ago-- I was afraid, and I wished..."
"A mind it is, that comes into my own mind, and I say and do things. A battle there was, in the world from which I came, and I was a part of it-- or the Dark was, working through me, and I could not, could not--"
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Date: 2006-06-11 04:30 am (UTC)"It... I..." A hesitation, while she glances aside, and then she meets his gaze once more.
"Of all people, you might be one who could-- who would understand, Rilian. I had never thought..."
She trails off there, taking a quick breath to steady herself. Will Stanton or Merriman Lyon would recognize a plea similar to one they once had seen -- as would a man named John Rowlands.
"All I ever wanted was to have power enough to make my own way, so long ago-- I was afraid, and I wished..."
"A mind it is, that comes into my own mind, and I say and do things. A battle there was, in the world from which I came, and I was a part of it-- or the Dark was, working through me, and I could not, could not--"