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And in that hall of memory,
I found a portrait of myself --
Painted in the color of my death
* * *
Poltergeists track their prey in the blind spots, where vision means nothing and instincts are beyond useless.
Mileena can see the silence: a velvet veil drifting in the air. The palace does not wear it well. Usually there is an echo of footsteps against ceramic tile, wind sailing down vacant corridors, granular laugh of guardsmen, sonar-cries of bats. The absence of atmosphere has transformed the Edenian palace into a twenty-acre marble catacomb.
But not Kitana's private hallway, and especially not the vibrant garden down belo
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Do not knock, nor disturb --
I am solving puzzles in my asylum
* * *
She triple-checks the lock on her door. Slams her window shut, for fear that poltergeists might creep in and wail nostalgic hymns. Draws the curtains, so that the moonlight may seep through the linen in lavender streaks. She then takes the wick dipper on her dresser and extinguishes the two-dozen candles placed throughout her room. Each wax-drowned flame submerges her shadow lands deeper into darkness. She spares the lone candle on her nightstand, all too aware of the fine line between asylum and abyss.
None of these precautions stop Mileena's trembling. It is
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Our masks hide our smiles, our frowns
But even without, I am still concealed
* * *
The candles bathe her room in amber light, casting shadows along the walls. Imaginary landscapes, rising and falling in great mountain ranges, treetops, grandiose palaces all silhouettes, but no less real to Mileena.
These, too, are hers.
Every night, in those long minutes before she falls asleep, Mileena immerses herself in that landscape. She imagines herself as a shadow, running through those ephemeral forests, standing atop those ethereal plateaus, walking along the shores of those ghostly lakes. A world of her creation, dedic
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My winding hall of memory,
Lined with portraits of you
* * *
"Wake up, Sister."
A touch on her shoulder casts off the veil of sleep, and the day rushes in. She cannot see the light coming until it blinds her. Cannot feel it until it burns.
This is the way she knows the blade which pierces her abdomen.
Arms go numb. Legs, too. Body inert.
But she is still trapped inside.
She forces her body to cry out, because the Pain is not a dream anymore. Not like it used to be. Now it is real, and it erupts from inside of her.
This frightens her.
This Immobility. The not knowing until it is there, until it is too late.
The blade burrows into