362 - Holding the Razor Memory

He was looking at me with that odd 'looking all around me and through me' gaze. His eyes flickered to things here and there, as if seeing things move around.  "His reflection is in your aura.  But it is only his reflection.  It is not him.  It has no will of its own. I don't think you understand this.""No, I don't.""I think you think he can still rule you, and he cannot."  He leaned forward