[Because they are Kol's thoughts directly, he has the ability to share his own mindscape with those he chooses. He's actually only done it once before. Sure, he's been in shared realities with his siblings, tied by magic, but this is more intimate. Kol knows he was so far from human for so long and that makes this more than difficult. It's not something he does with lightness. He does it so that Edward understands that he's not alone.
Not too long ago there was something, someone who changed him. Changed him for so much better, but Kol would still always fight when it came to his family. That was a side that still and always would exist. He may be better, but he will always be a vampire, will always be that predator.
Closing his eyes, Kol opened to Edward and sent memories across the barrier, memories of being young and tied to a tree, of his death and rebirth as one of the first vampires, his first kill, and the pain and the grief that tore through him as he felt every moment of it, unable to stop the vivid images that came across-- no ability whatsoever to dampen any of his powers. All his senses alive ans still overpowering him. Then came the massacres, and the deadening of his soul, and more images flashed through his mind. Some were felt, and some were seen, all were shared with Edward. Kol knew what it was they felt, he knew what it was to be alive for a thousand years, and feel millions of deaths on his shoulders.
Tears gathered in the corners of his eyes and his hand fell, as did he. Kol dropped forward and turned to the side, not wanting to be looked at. Bile closed his throat and he swallowed it down. He accepted long ago who he was, but he didn't often relive it, and never for someone else. ]
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Date: 2023-10-25 12:19 am (UTC)Not too long ago there was something, someone who changed him. Changed him for so much better, but Kol would still always fight when it came to his family. That was a side that still and always would exist. He may be better, but he will always be a vampire, will always be that predator.
Closing his eyes, Kol opened to Edward and sent memories across the barrier, memories of being young and tied to a tree, of his death and rebirth as one of the first vampires, his first kill, and the pain and the grief that tore through him as he felt every moment of it, unable to stop the vivid images that came across-- no ability whatsoever to dampen any of his powers. All his senses alive ans still overpowering him. Then came the massacres, and the deadening of his soul, and more images flashed through his mind. Some were felt, and some were seen, all were shared with Edward. Kol knew what it was they felt, he knew what it was to be alive for a thousand years, and feel millions of deaths on his shoulders.
Tears gathered in the corners of his eyes and his hand fell, as did he. Kol dropped forward and turned to the side, not wanting to be looked at. Bile closed his throat and he swallowed it down. He accepted long ago who he was, but he didn't often relive it, and never for someone else. ]
I do. I do understand, and now so do you.