He is the Hollow.
He is his own Shadow.
His whispers are his own now.
He has formed into something else.
A malignent disease.
Cells upon cells upon cells attacked and destroyed. Clawing hands ripped and gnawed. They tore at the sinew, at the stitches which held his form. They removed him from himself. They usurped him. What was he but a Shadow?
Decaying, lingering, lost as the radiant dawn approached.
I TRUSTED YOU!Always, Dove.MURDERER!
Life is precious, Dove.
BETRAYER!
Promise me. Promise.
LIAR!
Some secrets are best kept, Dove. Even from me.
DECIEVER!
Never forget me, okay?
DEMON-SPAWN!
You're my dove, Marry. My white dove.
WHAT WOULD SHE THINK OF YOU?!I'm proud of you, Dove.THEY'RE DEAD BECAUSE OF YOU!
Want me to sing you to sleep, Dove?
END YOUR MISERABLE LIFE ALREADY!
I've never loved anyone the way I love you.
COWARD, COWARD, COWARD!You're the bravest man I've ever known, Dove.
Remember how you'd hold me?
Remember when we first kissed?
Remember why you love me?
Remember where we began?
Remember what we live for?
Remember, Dove.
Remember.
Remember.
Remember.I love you always.
Dove,
come back to me.