Which made not only the causeof the vision a pattern, but the resulting effecta pattern as well. It was a very particular, neatly-printed out formula: Arik + Blaze + Goat = Vision of Melting Flesh and Runnells of Blood.
And that made it all real.
That meant that Blaze really was there for reasons beyond Arik’s understanding, and not just because fate had decided to twine two lovers out of casual strangers. While that didn’t mean their story couldn’t end as a happily-ever-after, it did, however, mean there was a good fucking chance that it wouldn’t. So be it heredity, seeing the visions themselves, or dwelling on the concept that it was all going to be for nothing, insanity was all but guaranteed.