Gansey was there in a state of undead and god knows how long Noah had existed in some space between too. How could they look at death with such certainty. He feels the loss of Persephone all over again and maybe it hadn't been her and he's not sure why he'd been so convinced or why it hurt so badly to see the vision come apart in front of him.
He shrugs her hand off his shoulder, pressing his hands to his face and curling his fingertips into his forehead harshly as if that can stop his hands from shaking finally. ]
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[ But what did death really mean?
Gansey was there in a state of undead and god knows how long Noah had existed in some space between too. How could they look at death with such certainty. He feels the loss of Persephone all over again and maybe it hadn't been her and he's not sure why he'd been so convinced or why it hurt so badly to see the vision come apart in front of him.
He shrugs her hand off his shoulder, pressing his hands to his face and curling his fingertips into his forehead harshly as if that can stop his hands from shaking finally. ]