a familiar sky
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Viktor had known the truth of it, perhaps, but he'd hoped. [...] That this isn't their reality fills him with a strange and uneasy churning, like he's in a delusion, some liminal space between dream and nightmare.
"They're not our people, but they're still people, Viktor. They're real," Jayce murmurs. It's as if Jayce can read Viktor's thoughts. "I want to help them make sure that The Undercity never has to exist. Nobody should have to live choking in the dark."
(literally just posting this here bc my sister wanted to comment on the lines)
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