They get persistent as time passes, and not everyone can effortlessly ignore them.

[ and lumine can see why.

it isn't just the feeling of someone trying to drag her to the precipice of destruction, hellbent on seeing her suffer. there's delicious seduction in the voice inside her head, even if it sometimes sounds like paimon with its nagging, reminding her of the handful of insecurities she's stuffed deep about herself, of her own deepest desires. the only reason why she hasn't succumbed is because of her one-tracked mind. ]

Those who're slowly yielding to their shadows sometimes choose to go to the Hinterlands.

[ and who knows what those restless are capable of doing? she honestly doesn't want to dwell on it for far too long, keeping her expression impassive. ]

If you decide to finally listen to yours, let me know and I'll helpfully drag you there.