[First of all, Katalina hot. . . she gets it, Vira. She gets it.
She understands at the start that what she's seeing is a vision, not reality - but suffering this way in a dream is still suffering. She has often wakened from her dreams with the ghost of a grief so raw and real, like a piece of herself has been torn away, and it leaves her shattered and reeling for days even though it never happened, even though she has only had one love her entire life, and that love was never hers to be stolen from her.
So she comes away from the vision shaken now, too, grief for Katalina (or is it for someone else?) choking her. But there's an anger in her feelings, too, that are all her own. This Katalina should not have made Vira fight alone. She should not have ordered that Vira leave her side. She should not have left her behind.]
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She understands at the start that what she's seeing is a vision, not reality - but suffering this way in a dream is still suffering. She has often wakened from her dreams with the ghost of a grief so raw and real, like a piece of herself has been torn away, and it leaves her shattered and reeling for days even though it never happened, even though she has only had one love her entire life, and that love was never hers to be stolen from her.
So she comes away from the vision shaken now, too, grief for Katalina (or is it for someone else?) choking her. But there's an anger in her feelings, too, that are all her own. This Katalina should not have made Vira fight alone. She should not have ordered that Vira leave her side. She should not have left her behind.]
Vira. . .