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While the world and the body moves…he dreams.
He’s at the table once again, dealing a hand of poker with another man, only it’s not Harry. It’s a man he recognizes all too well, except for the blood red eyes set in features he’s only ever looked at in the mirror.
And this time, he knows what to do, what to ask…he knows how to get his answers.
“Who are you?”
“I am you. I am Harry. I am the god of hindsight.”
“You’re jerking me around. What’d you do to me?”
His doppelganger regarded his hand of cards thoughtfully, his voice deeper and more resonant than his own. “I took you from the world before you got yourself killed.”
“Who. The fuck. Are you?!”
The double stilled, finally lifting his gaze back up, glaring red eyes piercing through him.
“The soul animates all living things except for us. Where our soul should live, hope has taken its place. It gives us personality and thought, animates the flesh and grants us power.” He paused, regarding Tommy with a tilt of his head. “Except for us. We have a soul, a Titan soul. A god gives us personality and thought, animates our flesh and grants us power.”
“So…you’re Epimetheus?”
The double shook his head. “Not exactly. I am all of you. At the core of that soul is a convergence, an energy that holds life fast. Memory, experience…it is why you remember. It is the place that the cup of Lethe cannot touch. Though the first of our lives is strongest in my memory, you may think of me as an echo. I am the sum of all three of you, answerable to all names and responsible to that which we all answer to: the power.”
“You’re…the one that comes out when I get pissed?”
The double nodded. “Titan fury. The impatience of brilliance. The passion of a leader. I am the one who will always know the truth of…everything. And I am the worst all three of you have to offer.”
He paused, and for a moment Tommy was spellbound as the double stood and moved around the table to face him.
“This means I will not release you until your Source has returned.”
“I don’t understand.”
“The woman who completes you. The heart of your power. Without her, you will eventually weaken and die with all you have endured.”
Before he could respond, the double laid a hand on his forehead. Healing warmth and drowsiness overtook him.
“Sleep. Awake when you can rule again.”
Unable to resist, Tommy obeyed as he was claimed by a deep, healing sleep.
Muse: Tommy Karras
Fandom: Original Character
Words: 447
He’s at the table once again, dealing a hand of poker with another man, only it’s not Harry. It’s a man he recognizes all too well, except for the blood red eyes set in features he’s only ever looked at in the mirror.
And this time, he knows what to do, what to ask…he knows how to get his answers.
“Who are you?”
“I am you. I am Harry. I am the god of hindsight.”
“You’re jerking me around. What’d you do to me?”
His doppelganger regarded his hand of cards thoughtfully, his voice deeper and more resonant than his own. “I took you from the world before you got yourself killed.”
“Who. The fuck. Are you?!”
The double stilled, finally lifting his gaze back up, glaring red eyes piercing through him.
“The soul animates all living things except for us. Where our soul should live, hope has taken its place. It gives us personality and thought, animates the flesh and grants us power.” He paused, regarding Tommy with a tilt of his head. “Except for us. We have a soul, a Titan soul. A god gives us personality and thought, animates our flesh and grants us power.”
“So…you’re Epimetheus?”
The double shook his head. “Not exactly. I am all of you. At the core of that soul is a convergence, an energy that holds life fast. Memory, experience…it is why you remember. It is the place that the cup of Lethe cannot touch. Though the first of our lives is strongest in my memory, you may think of me as an echo. I am the sum of all three of you, answerable to all names and responsible to that which we all answer to: the power.”
“You’re…the one that comes out when I get pissed?”
The double nodded. “Titan fury. The impatience of brilliance. The passion of a leader. I am the one who will always know the truth of…everything. And I am the worst all three of you have to offer.”
He paused, and for a moment Tommy was spellbound as the double stood and moved around the table to face him.
“This means I will not release you until your Source has returned.”
“I don’t understand.”
“The woman who completes you. The heart of your power. Without her, you will eventually weaken and die with all you have endured.”
Before he could respond, the double laid a hand on his forehead. Healing warmth and drowsiness overtook him.
“Sleep. Awake when you can rule again.”
Unable to resist, Tommy obeyed as he was claimed by a deep, healing sleep.
Muse: Tommy Karras
Fandom: Original Character
Words: 447
