[They are men of science. There is no way to convey what he thinks this is, not without discrediting his entire image. There's no way to not sound paranoid, especially not when these dreams have plagued him at his most inebriated.
Which... really wouldn't go over well now, all things considered.
But where words fail him... song does not. And so, the warbling lyrics begin to fill the air.]
Moonlight, in visions...heaven sent I see demon eyes and wings unfurled
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Which... really wouldn't go over well now, all things considered.
But where words fail him... song does not. And so, the warbling lyrics begin to fill the air.]
Moonlight, in visions...heaven sent
I see demon eyes and wings unfurled