"My life to kill the demon," Gansey said, inclining his head once in agreement: he'd died and it stopped. All of it. There was no other way. It was something worth giving a life for. It made him feel courage.
It was the most like a king Gansey had ever felt.
"You asked Cabeswater to sacrifice itself to remake me. It did." Somewhere, a sad little shrug initiated, shrugging his bare arms out as if to say that's all there is. The space between Gansey and Cabeswater was nil. Gansey's veins were ropes of vines, his heart pulsed out the rhythm of the leyline. He was Gansey but he was Cabeswater reflecting an echo of Gansey.
Adam was Cabeswater's eyes. Blue was Cabeswater's kindred. Ronan was it's creator. Noah was its captive. Gansey was Cabeswater. With them was where he belonged.
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It was the most like a king Gansey had ever felt.
"You asked Cabeswater to sacrifice itself to remake me. It did." Somewhere, a sad little shrug initiated, shrugging his bare arms out as if to say that's all there is. The space between Gansey and Cabeswater was nil. Gansey's veins were ropes of vines, his heart pulsed out the rhythm of the leyline. He was Gansey but he was Cabeswater reflecting an echo of Gansey.
Adam was Cabeswater's eyes. Blue was Cabeswater's kindred. Ronan was it's creator. Noah was its captive. Gansey was Cabeswater. With them was where he belonged.