(And another from last week's episode of #TheDreadEclipse! Here, Ash is reflecting that his father, Scipio, who controls a daemon he attached to Ash's mind when Ash was a small child, hasn't yet made a move to retaliate for Ash never going home last night, or for Ash daring to threaten him the day before. Re: today's #MicroPrompt: "horizon," courtesy of @crtaxon ✨ )
It was unprecedented, and it made Ash jittery, in a way that wasn’t quite either anxious or hopeful, or maybe was both. He wasn’t ready to throw up an image in the void in front of him, of what life could look like if Dad stopped breathing down his neck…if all it took was a reminder that Scipio was nothing without Ash and his accomplishments, nothing without Ash and his potentials. If that was really, actually enough to get the old vulture to back the fuck down.
Because the slightest turn toward hope raised its shadow at his back—a deep-rooted conviction that, as soon as he started to trust this new horizon, the other shoe would drop, and Dad would deploy the killing blow, crushing Ash beyond imagining…even beyond repair.
Which, Ash considered with a dull, doomy feeling in his gut, might mean he’d more or less accomplished that already.
https://readformandvoid.com/the-dread-eclipse/episode-seventeen/
(Episode 18, also featuring Ash, is coming later today!)
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