[ In order to steady herself, Alice leans forward, her hands on the ground, taking steady breaths to settle it. The illusion isn't projected outward any longer, pulled back as nothing more than a dark cloud seems to hover over her, like the form of doubt that she holds over herself constantly. But, in her mind, the illusion hasn't ceased. She doesn't pull her head up, looking at her hands this time, her unusually calloused hands. Psychotic episodes are not without a feeling of vertigo, so Alice can do is wait for it to pass.
It will take much more than that. Breathing, she knows that she can't pull herself out of a spell so easily, especially when something like this is such a problem for her. For once, Alice can say that despite the pain and anger she built up, she wasn't crying before him. For once. ]
Let me stand. [ She doesn't know a life without hallucinations, it was simply unfeasible. After a moment of calming herself and the last remaining bits of the spell dissipating, Alice turns to glance at Sion through the dark strands of her hair, pulling the comb out of her hair, allowing it to fall over her face like a protective curtain.
Was it willed away? She wouldn't be able to know until Sion confirmed it so. She was drained, emotionally and physically, shifting her body forward, trying to will away the dizzy spell away, slowly pushing herself off the ground only to take another fall. ]
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[ In order to steady herself, Alice leans forward, her hands on the ground, taking steady breaths to settle it. The illusion isn't projected outward any longer, pulled back as nothing more than a dark cloud seems to hover over her, like the form of doubt that she holds over herself constantly. But, in her mind, the illusion hasn't ceased. She doesn't pull her head up, looking at her hands this time, her unusually calloused hands. Psychotic episodes are not without a feeling of vertigo, so Alice can do is wait for it to pass.
It will take much more than that. Breathing, she knows that she can't pull herself out of a spell so easily, especially when something like this is such a problem for her. For once, Alice can say that despite the pain and anger she built up, she wasn't crying before him. For once. ]
Let me stand. [ She doesn't know a life without hallucinations, it was simply unfeasible. After a moment of calming herself and the last remaining bits of the spell dissipating, Alice turns to glance at Sion through the dark strands of her hair, pulling the comb out of her hair, allowing it to fall over her face like a protective curtain.
Was it willed away? She wouldn't be able to know until Sion confirmed it so. She was drained, emotionally and physically, shifting her body forward, trying to will away the dizzy spell away, slowly pushing herself off the ground only to take another fall. ]