Shaman Rises (The Walker Papers)
“So easy to manipulate the host into giving up her body and calling my brother to her like he was a lost dog.
The shape of the thought gave me momentary pause, its form so different from how the old man had spoken. Such was the price of a mortal shell, that their small minds wore thoughts and words into familiar patterns, like a river cutting through soft soil. I could reshape them if I wished.
But some of the sweetness of agony came from letting whatever spark of the host’s mind remaine...d hear and see and think in the way she was accustomed to, forcing her to feel my actions as if they were her own. In desperation, she wanted to think of me as the Master, a thing separate from herself, but it was my delight to make us one, and leave her unable to protest. So: it had been easy, and I reveled in the way she thought it, because it hurt her all the more for me to think that way, too.
My brother came as if this host were the star around which he spun.MoreLess
The shape of the thought gave me momentary pause, its form so different from how the old man had spoken. Such was the price of a mortal shell, that their small minds wore thoughts and words into familiar patterns, like a river cutting through soft soil. I could reshape them if I wished.
But some of the sweetness of agony came from letting whatever spark of the host’s mind remaine...d hear and see and think in the way she was accustomed to, forcing her to feel my actions as if they were her own. In desperation, she wanted to think of me as the Master, a thing separate from herself, but it was my delight to make us one, and leave her unable to protest. So: it had been easy, and I reveled in the way she thought it, because it hurt her all the more for me to think that way, too.
My brother came as if this host were the star around which he spun.MoreLess
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