I think I'll post here when something comes to mind and I can find a computer to use.
I had a dream last night. About her. Lucia. She was talking to me, but I couldn't hear her. I reached out to her, but the closer I got, the more she faded away. And then she disappeared altogether. I turned around, and there was some humanoid thing, shaped by symbols. It reached out to me, and I saw myself disappearing just like Lucia did. I finally faded away completely. That's when I woke up, in time to move away from a Proxy who happened to stumble upon me when I was asleep. I don't think he knew how I got away so fast.
I have been thinking recently, just how much I changed, back when I first got my powers. I became more brash, more occupied with exploring my powers, more determined to do great things. And I think it's because of that that everything turned out this way. The gifts of demons are truly too much for mankind, but unfortunately I cannot bring everything back to the way it was. Not everything at least.
The first thing to change, I think, will be my legs. Perhaps losing my legs again will force me to remember my humility.
