Wow, that's some of the best stuff you've written in a while, not that the rest isn't good, but this is so visceral, stripped to the bone.
His eyes wanted to fill again, but that wall of knife sharp blackness seeped into him, made him cold inside, reminded him he was where he belonged.
Taste of saltbleachblood thick in his mouth and dry plucked at his eyes. Hands on his knees, their knees. Sometimes he wished he was strong enough to break their bones. Or his own.
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1/27/07 02:03 am (UTC)His eyes wanted to fill again, but that wall of knife sharp blackness seeped into him, made him cold inside, reminded him he was where he belonged.
Taste of saltbleachblood thick in his mouth and dry plucked at his eyes. Hands on his knees, their knees. Sometimes he wished he was strong enough to break their bones. Or his own.
Incredible.