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From: (Anonymous)

The sleeping draught sat placidly in its cobalt bottle at her bedside, promising the dim oblivion of another dreamless night… but she found herself unwilling to do this again, to wake up with only a lapse in time, unchanged. She had avoided the nightmares this way for weeks; now, she would almost welcome them, if only to feel something sharp and real again.

But there was another sort of nightmare that could be waiting for her.

Riva licked dry lips to speak the first word she had said the whole day. “Lucien.”

“My Listener?” His subtly hollow baritone answered her immediately from the shadows.

“I… “ She knew what to ask, finally, but not what to say. “I need…” She sensed him move closer, and the chill, insubstantial caress of spectral fingers danced around her face, down her neck and across her shoulders, encouraging her.

His question was soft with the unique note of menace that was never truly absent from his voice. “…yes? What do you need?”

He was going to make her say it, of course, even now. Perhaps especially now.

There were so many words that were the answer to his question, all correct but somehow inadequate to explain the enormity of her request – pain, but so much more than pain; healing at the kiss of a scourge or the blade of a knife. It was fortunate he could hear what she didn’t say, as well what she did. “…To feel.” That was a start, at least. Lucien waited in his uncanny silence. “To… to wake up.” She swallowed. “To hurt. Please.” Had he been corporeal, she knew, he would have caught his breath at that; as it was, his eyes sharpened until they were intense enough to lock hers in place. There was an exchange of power in the asking, for it had never been an easy thing for her to do. “I need you.”

Something in his bearing eased as if he had been waiting for her to come to him but uncertain that she would… and maybe he had been, at that. “Then do not run from your dreams tonight.”
From: (Anonymous)
Oh fuck, A!A.
Your writing is seriously amazing! I love Riva, her unconventional relationship with Lucien and all of her angst!
Don't ever stop writing these!
From: (Anonymous)
When I saw 'Riva' in the summary, I thought 'that sounds familiar'. So happy to see more of her, I will be following this like a hawk.

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