[She accepts the hug because it is a comfort, but she hates that she's been tricked by the City again, deceived by something inside her head again. But people will always ground her, good friends and family, and she would much rather have it all real than be trapped with a nightmare wearing their faces.
And somehow, with that gesture, the castle shrinks away and the battered doors to the Entrance Hall are suddenly right in front of them, swinging open to reveal the grey mountainscape. There's no sunrise now to herald the end of the battle, not like home, but it isn't over yet. Not here.]
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And somehow, with that gesture, the castle shrinks away and the battered doors to the Entrance Hall are suddenly right in front of them, swinging open to reveal the grey mountainscape. There's no sunrise now to herald the end of the battle, not like home, but it isn't over yet. Not here.]
Thanks.