Nikolai is—or was. Is he still Nikolai? When does the monster stop being Nikolai and start being something else altogether?
Remaining on the banister, the demon shifts his weight, causing the wood to groan again. It's intentional now. He likes the sounds the castle makes. It's like it's alive; the distant creaking is akin to a stomach rumbling, and the shaking of the walls is like a sneeze. The wind outside isn't strong enough to see the window panes shudder.
Despite wishing to swoop and attack, he doesn't. Some part of him doesn't want to. Maintaining his balance and focusing briefly on the ache of his knees and upper thighs from staying in such a position for too long, the demon doesn't move to alleviate it as he would. No, that's Nikolai, wanting to remain stock still and maintain his grip on whatever this is. (It's humanity.)
"Why not?" The voice is deep and hoarse, and surprises the demon.
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Nikolai is—or was. Is he still Nikolai? When does the monster stop being Nikolai and start being something else altogether?
Remaining on the banister, the demon shifts his weight, causing the wood to groan again. It's intentional now. He likes the sounds the castle makes. It's like it's alive; the distant creaking is akin to a stomach rumbling, and the shaking of the walls is like a sneeze. The wind outside isn't strong enough to see the window panes shudder.
Despite wishing to swoop and attack, he doesn't. Some part of him doesn't want to. Maintaining his balance and focusing briefly on the ache of his knees and upper thighs from staying in such a position for too long, the demon doesn't move to alleviate it as he would. No, that's Nikolai, wanting to remain stock still and maintain his grip on whatever this is. (It's humanity.)
"Why not?" The voice is deep and hoarse, and surprises the demon.