I thought this would be a good place for another little window for you to peek through Silent, but because I don't share what's in my head with people often I think this one will be more like looking through a keyhole. I wonder if you'll get yourself some more near edges.
He takes the empty book and places it back on the shelf.
"If you want to see more you'll have rummage through the stacks, this place is an eternal mess."
Those books look very neatly organised, so she goes right to the book next to it. It falls open and once again she's outside of a window peering in at herself.
She can feel the air around her prick like jagged ice
"But this isn't the same"
He shrugs with his response
"I told you, this place is an eternal mess. You're inside an imagination, it's all just scraps and fragments in here and it doesn't all fit together."
She tries to turn away from the window, but the shackles binding the image of herself seem to be trapping her at the window and she has no choice but to see it through.
She can hear footsteps, but she can't see anyone else.
The window self is pleading to be allowed to touch. There's no sound from the girl on the other side of the window, but everything is loud in her mind. The need and the desperation. Every part of her is stinging, she can feel where there were pinches, and strikes and she can feel his eyes burning through her.
From beyond the view from the window, from where there were footsteps before.
"You've had your fun for today slut, it's time you cooled off"
There's a splash followed by scream like a banshee trying to tear the inside of brain apart.
Then silence and shivering.
Once again the window fogs up and she's staring into blank pages.
"I probably should have warned you, this place isn't always so happy."
He wraps her in a warm blanket and glances at the fireplace and it roars. Reaching onto a different shelf he pulls down another book.
"Here, I don't think this one is so harsh"
Then he kisses her cheek and the book falls open in her lap.
I wonder where I'll send you the next window...