a wish for wings that work
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Time didn't exist where he was. Moments passed, but somehow, nothing really changed. It was everything he'd ever known simultaneously, floating in a place that neither physics nor metaphysics could never explain. He couldn't remember how he'd gotten there or why the fog was so thick. After all, the only place that had fog like this was gone. How strange. Laruku was aware that he was lying on the ground and that his body was warmer than it should be, but he could no longer remember that he was ill or that he was, possibly, dying. He understood without understanding anything. It was exactly like a dream.



A warm hand touched him and he shuddered. Red eyes snapped open, but they were hazy and dull, refusing to focus. A blur of colors and a shape. He couldn't smell anything; his nose was stopped up. But her voice was loud. He could still hear; he could still feel. The bitterness in his mouth said that he could still taste too. Rachias, he said, smiling a little though he didn't know it. I'm glad you're okay. He couldn't remember whether or why she'd been gone. Or why anyone else was gone. Where were all the people in the world? He missed all of them. Did you find your brother? It was funny somehow, he spoke like he knew what he was saying, but he didn't really at all.

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