"You shall'nt." Grusa smiles and with a click of cloud-like fingers, the fae puts Donnie and Rock to sleep.
Over the course of the next week, they are physically and mentally shaped into what Grusa wants: Tools and weapons to inflict misery on the ones that will seek to save them, though the fae is careful to appear loving and kind each time the pair are awoken to test the changes.
By the time they are done, all either know is what Grusa told them they would:
"-know only me as your maker, as your creator, as a parent. As the one who's cared for you and your brother all your lives. Yet you will know that the monsters from your nightmares seek you out. That they wish to steal you away from my loving embrace. You will know that the only salvation is to kill them, oh children mine, before they harm me and steal you away."
The monsters are coming; they are safe for now, but it's only a matter of time before the monsters arrive to harm the only adult who's ever cared for them, and to steal them away for unthinkable fates.
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Date: 2025-06-22 05:37 am (UTC)Over the course of the next week, they are physically and mentally shaped into what Grusa wants: Tools and weapons to inflict misery on the ones that will seek to save them, though the fae is careful to appear loving and kind each time the pair are awoken to test the changes.
By the time they are done, all either know is what Grusa told them they would:
"-know only me as your maker, as your creator, as a parent. As the one who's cared for you and your brother all your lives. Yet you will know that the monsters from your nightmares seek you out. That they wish to steal you away from my loving embrace. You will know that the only salvation is to kill them, oh children mine, before they harm me and steal you away."
The monsters are coming; they are safe for now, but it's only a matter of time before the monsters arrive to harm the only adult who's ever cared for them, and to steal them away for unthinkable fates.