His hand will not drop it because they’re coming, and who would be foolish, desperate enough to- must be obvious he’s half-mad with lack of sleep, worn to bone, young alone.
Mud turned dust turned red-black mud and meat littering the path. He not-looks at it looking back, not-touches its body-warm hilt. Meat expands and contracts around his lungs.
He’d been so proud. Had walked around the bright house with its bright edge gleaming my boy my grown up boy my Jien my only come here and this isn’t it.
It’s hideous.
Maybe not what you were looking for but- eh. :blows kisses:
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Date: 2005-09-08 01:18 am (UTC)No.
His hand will not drop it because they’re coming, and who would be foolish, desperate enough to- must be obvious he’s half-mad with lack of sleep, worn to bone,
youngalone.Mud turned dust turned red-black mud and meat littering the path. He not-looks at it looking back, not-touches its body-warm hilt. Meat expands and contracts around his lungs.
He’d been so proud. Had walked around the bright house with its bright edge gleaming
my boy my grown up boy my Jien my only come hereand this isn’t it.It’s hideous.
Maybe not what you were looking for but- eh. :blows kisses: