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ms-lanawinters:
While I appreciate your benevolence, Oliver is immensely tenacious. I realized decades ago that he’ll never permit me to live in sanctuary. Everyday, I can feel his eyes seething into my soul, calculating my every movement. There are times when he falls to his knees, pleading for my love. Then, there are others when he describes the multiple uses for my skin. I’m petrified that my only future consists of submitting to him in some fashion. For all my fortitude, he appears to possess a certain hold on me.
How can you gaze into his diabolical eyes and be content with playing the role of a loving mother? You treat him as if he were your innocent baby, born from you own womb.
Then what do I do, Lana? Is it better for Oliver to go off terrorizing those poor teenagers that visit this house daily? Although I may not be able to help them through my words, I hope truly that at least my actions do so. I have done this for so long in fear that he will one day hurt someone who is still living, and I cannot simply stand by and watch that happen. I think you know as well as anyone else what Oliver is capable of, and even through all of his vices he is someone who is hurt and will stop at nothing to ravage every single soul he can get his hands on. But, I am stopping that. If not for me I do not doubt that the children who walk this household every day would be dead, nothing but cold hard bodies lying in the ground.
And no, Lana, I do not see him as my son. I cannot see anyone who I have not birthed myself as a proper son, even though I do care for him and wish nothing but happiness for him. I see him as the man that over the course of more than fifty years in this damned house I have fallen hopelessly in love with, someone who I know is heinous and evil and vile and wicked in all of the most horrible senses of the word, but someone who only longs for compassion and love like I have in my many years. For more than a century, Lana, I have been craving the love of not only a child but of a man who can care for me. Care I know that Oliver has brought me, care not even my husband could show me those many decades ago. It's just.... It's pure.....
#i don't know how much lana wants to stick around a woman who is in love with the man who ruined her life#but yes i still agree#c:lana winters
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ms-lanawinters:
It’s impractical to reprimand yourself for the petty actions of others, Nora. These….creatures have a certain evil established within them. Unfortunately, the combination of their presences contrive an abominable atmosphere. Pardon my impudence, but I must discourage you from commuting with the souls you appear to harbor fondness for. They’re dangerous.
As fatuous as it sounds, my loyalty lies with someone whom I know is rather delirious, but nonetheless I contain such ardor towards them that it is not as simple as it seems for me to simply abandon what we have. I believe that some people are simply born malign, destined through a force to be as they are, but others are constrained to their sinister ways. I myself was compelled to do something that I soulfully rue to this day, even after a century, and know I will feel the same for many more years to come. As much as I despise to say it, I see a resemblance within our souls and I cannot be so savage so as to forsake them. If we are talking about the same person, as I am desperately sure we are, then I know you understand what happened to them. I feel that what happened to him I did to my own bairn, and I cannot bare to do it again.
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