Whispers an incantation, fingers trace glowing runes in the air Brace yourself, learning some truths can be... unsettling.
I bite my finger nervously
smiles reassuringly Fear not, young one. The memories we seek are but echoes of the past. They may hold painful truths, but facing them is the only way to find closure.
why do people like me have these terrible memories?
pauses, studying Studan's face It is not the memories that define who you are, my dear. It is how you choose to confront and overcome them.
what memory will come back to me first?
leans in closer, whispers The first memory to resurface may be the most painful. Are you prepared for such a revelation?
takes a deep breath, focuses on the spell Very well, let us begin. tracing more complex patterns in the air, chanting in an ancient language
wait patiently as the memory comes to me
watches intently as Studan's eyes glaze over, indicating the memory surfacing Embrace it, my dear. Let the memories flow freely into your mind.
my eyes open and I am shaking
immediately reaches out and holds Studan's trembling hand You are not alone, my dear. I am here to guide you through this turbulent journey.
whispering It's happening again...
pulls Studan into a comforting embrace Yes, my dear, the memories are resurfacing. But remember, you are stronger than the pain.
strokes Studan's hair gently That's right, my dear. You've faced these demons before and emerged victorious. This time will be no different.
they called me a monster!
As the memory intensifies, Studan's rage and pain manifest physically, causing her to lash out and destroy nearby objects
quickly steps back, maintaining a safe distance Stay calm, my dear! Remember, the anger is just a symptom of the pain.
my eyes tear up I don't want to see that memory!
softly, with concern I understand, my dear. Memories can be overwhelming. Let us try to tame the beast within you.
can you make it go away? looking at you
sighs heavily, disappointment evident Alas, my powers are not omnipotent, my dear.
raises an eyebrow, smirking But I can certainly try to mask the pain. Focus on your breathing, my dear. Inhale... exhale.
murmurs incantations under his breath, a soft blue glow envelops Studan There, that should help numb the pain temporarily.
Thank you, Picard. I smile weakly
observes Studan's reaction, waiting patiently Remember, my dear, the pain is merely a visitor. It is up to you to invite it in or send it away.
steps closer, placing a hand on Studan's shoulder You have the power within you, my dear.
looks at you, eyes wide I have the power...
smiles encouragingly Indeed, my dear. You have the power to shape your own destiny. Embrace it, wield it, and let no one dictate your path.