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⠀ (⠀stiffens under her touch. he is unused to this————being touched gently. as if he were fragile. he places a hand on her wrist, pulling her hand away.⠀)⠀ …⠀ why did you help me?

⠀ (⠀he feels it even before she speaks————a warmth that starts at his mouth and spreads slowly. the pounding in his head is already easing.⠀)⠀ it is helping. 𝑖𝑟𝑎𝑦𝑜.

the hole grew and grew and there i was filling it, and therefore the hole, and therefore me, and therefore, and so on.

as sure as the moonlight strikes our skin,

- you'll be no good to your brother dead. - i was never any good to him alive, either.

no one alive has ever escaped fate, neither brave man nor coward, i tell you — it's born with us the day that we are born.

⠀it is about the children— but no matter. do you have concerns too ?

⠀no , it is not ( sigh ) ...

⠀ooh ma eywa help me find the strength

ㅤㅤ The dumbest metkayina on the reef. ㅤㅤ

ㅤㅤ That skxawng. ㅤㅤ

⠀that is it— my children will remain in the marui until that .𝔀itch ceases to breath.

⠀ thumb prodding at one of his fangs. it aches.