Stay here with me, little one. There's no reason to run. You needn't move, needn't speak, needn't breathe. There's no purpose in this blood coursing through your veins so vigorously. No need for this incessant motion under your skin. Relax. Let me gift you with my Stillness. Calm yourself as my vines trace every blood vessel, gripping your heart and holding it until it stops struggling against me. Silence your misgivings as I snuff out the electrical impulses shooting back and forth in your brain, one by one. There, isn't that better? You look so beautiful now. Silent, Still, in full bloom. This is what you were always meant for.
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