[He wants that. Really, he does. He wants to be himself, to have the strength to fight, to look inside his own mind and find himself to be the only one there. He wants it, but he’s used to getting what he wants by chanting for it, and he… can’t do that anymore.
No more magic.
Instead, all he can do is fight with his head, and that’s… never been his best strength. Or rather, maybe it used to be, but it’s taken so many hard hits over the past year or two that it’s hard to find that strength again. It’s buried in a sea of fear and doubt and he doesn’t remember how to dig right now.] I can’t… I can’t do it by myself. I need help, Kate… I can’t think, I can’t...
[october 15th]
No more magic.
Instead, all he can do is fight with his head, and that’s… never been his best strength. Or rather, maybe it used to be, but it’s taken so many hard hits over the past year or two that it’s hard to find that strength again. It’s buried in a sea of fear and doubt and he doesn’t remember how to dig right now.]
I can’t… I can’t do it by myself. I need help, Kate… I can’t think, I can’t...