[ She continues to sing to her, making her voice as guiding and soothing as possible, interweaving her fingers in hers, giving her hands a small tug towards her. Come back, she wants to interject into the lyrics, come back.
Memories can weigh more than Titans. They can crush, they can paralyze, but here Honerva is not static. Her fingers are strained, trembling within Pyra's hold; it as if she's fighting still. Pyra will fight with her, singing to her to bring her back to the present, and hoping her voice reaches her through the consuming fog of memories. ]
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Memories can weigh more than Titans. They can crush, they can paralyze, but here Honerva is not static. Her fingers are strained, trembling within Pyra's hold; it as if she's fighting still. Pyra will fight with her, singing to her to bring her back to the present, and hoping her voice reaches her through the consuming fog of memories. ]