【生肉搬运】鸟雀Passerine 第六章（下）(32)

I will enjoy taking you apart, Philza thought. If I shall spend eternity suffering, then so shall you.
“I never promised you anything,” Dream said quietly, gazing up at Philza. “All that foolish hope—you’re the one that went searching for it. You saw patterns in the sky and then blame the stars for your own wrong interpretation.” Suddenly, his hands shot out, gripping the blade of Philza’s sword so tightly that blood dripped down from his palms. With surprising strength, he pushed the blade down until it was resting against his heart instead. “Go ahead. Tear through me. But I’m not the one who left one son by his mother’s deathbed and forced a crown on the other. I’m not that kind of monster.”