>>20600143Lexi sighs, eyeing the cross pendant of Cassie’s necklace as it hangs in front of her, and shakes her head. “No, of course The Foremother wasn’t to blame. She loves us all dearly. Like I told you, we’re connected to her, and after being banished by her own kind, we’re all she has. When we suffer, and especially when we die… it’s very upsetting for her,” she says. “But… my mother has told us plenty about yours. She told us how she rejected her heritage, and ran away to Ireland. THAT’s why she’s dead.”
Anger crosses Cassie’s face. “What did your demon do to my-”
“NOTHING!” Lexi interjects. “It’s just… well, have you ever heard a little voice? Sometimes it’s more subtle, like a drive, or an urge that’s not your own. But for daughters and grand-daughters of The Foremother like us, it’s usually a voice. You said your mother talked to herself.”
“So does my sister,” Cassie replies quietly.
“But have YOU heard your own?” Lexi insists.
“My mother was sick. And so is my sister,” Cassie replies. “In my line of work I don’t have the luxury of being like them.”
Lexi grins. “That’s… not a no. Like I told you, we possess traits inherited from The Foremother, and her kind use spirit forms to seduce and drain the lifeforce from men through dreams. Those voices come from our own spirit forms.”
Lexi keeps a close eye on Cassie’s body language for any sign of hostility as she continues speaking. “Now, you’ve clearly suppressed yours, and that is VERY unhealthy. You might think you’re in control now, but eventually you snap and well, that other part of us, it’s every bit as alive as we are. And it won’t respond well to being locked away and forced to exist in darkness.”
