Vague memories. We held hands, the words are muddled together....that I thought about something while listening. Our similarities, the shared stories for what time we had there in that hell.
(there was more to it. the smell of iron stuck to him. the recollection of himself later waking up chained and attempting to break his shackles, often from fits of rage. this had come at another time....patho-gen, they truly did seek to use him against his will during it.)
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Date: 2025-11-20 06:07 pm (UTC)We held hands, the words are muddled together....that I thought about something while listening. Our similarities, the shared stories for what time we had there in that hell.
(there was more to it. the smell of iron stuck to him. the recollection of himself later waking up chained and attempting to break his shackles, often from fits of rage. this had come at another time....patho-gen, they truly did seek to use him against his will during it.)
....they still anger me, if you were curious.