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It was hard to think.
Hard to breathe with a punctured lung, hard to form a thought with a screeching mind, hard to process the melting body in front of him, hard to process those mismatched milky eyes widened with terror, hard to process the world drifting through his fingertips, the shock of his head hitting the ground sending him into that drab gray box again.
Bookmarked by seddillium
08 Mar 2026

