[ jayce pauses in his continuation. he thinks twice about now, then comes to a swift conclusion that there was no bettsr time. ]
In my future, [ settling his hand on top of viktor's he pulls at two fingers, guiding them past the webs of rough patches and colored pink-purple webbing . . . to right over the rune in his wrist, tracing over it and its symbol. the source of his obsession. the comfort during his stress. safety in a blizzard. awe and wonder in a world sometimes so bleak. ] and in my past.
[ he should take small steps, starting with the steady implication that was bound to distract them a little more from the nest of gore they've made. night makes it look like dark water. ]
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In my future, [ settling his hand on top of viktor's he pulls at two fingers, guiding them past the webs of rough patches and colored pink-purple webbing . . . to right over the rune in his wrist, tracing over it and its symbol. the source of his obsession. the comfort during his stress. safety in a blizzard. awe and wonder in a world sometimes so bleak. ] and in my past.
[ he should take small steps, starting with the steady implication that was bound to distract them a little more from the nest of gore they've made. night makes it look like dark water. ]