He sighs, the sound of it as empty and hollow as the eyes of the skull.
"My mother." He says simply and the sound in his head increases, as if in response, it sounds like the angry buzzing from a wasps nest and his face cramps briefly in a grimace of pain.
Songs that the Hyades shall sing, where flap the tatters of the King
"She..." He starts to say and then stops. He doesn't want to say it, there's something wrong with that noise, it sounds hungry and eager.
Must die unheard in...
"She..."
The sound rises and he grabs at his head, wincing at the horrible feeling that is filling his mind.
"NO!" He screams and lashes out, his telekinetic abilities pushing out the horrible sound but also knocking over anything in a five foot radius.
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"My mother." He says simply and the sound in his head increases, as if in response, it sounds like the angry buzzing from a wasps nest and his face cramps briefly in a grimace of pain.
Songs that the Hyades shall sing, where flap the tatters of the King
"She..." He starts to say and then stops. He doesn't want to say it, there's something wrong with that noise, it sounds hungry and eager.
Must die unheard in...
"She..."
The sound rises and he grabs at his head, wincing at the horrible feeling that is filling his mind.
"NO!" He screams and lashes out, his telekinetic abilities pushing out the horrible sound but also knocking over anything in a five foot radius.