human
Tinasha:  “Blessings born of hatred, love born of a curse…” Partway through a lengthy incantation, Tinasha let out a little sigh. She tipped her head up to stare at the dark ceiling…then closed her eyes.
gpt
Tinasha:  Honing her thoughts down to a single thread, Tinasha launched back into chanting the spell.
human
Oscar:  Oscar felt like he’d been dreaming.