08-08-2008, 12:46 AM
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Laruku had more guilt than anything else. More than he wanted to die, he felt guilty for not trying harder. And yet, this was most likely the first time he had ever really wanted to survive anything. He didn't want Rachias to be alone. He knew he wasn't much, but if he was all she had, then he wanted to live for her. Having failed at everything else, wasn't it the least he could do? The hybrid could not feel the tears on his cheek; perhaps they were evaporating immediately from his burning body. But he could feel the warmth of another body pressed against him, the warmth that he usually pushed away. Hadn't that been the story of his life? He had pushed everyone away. His adoptive family, his real family, distantly related as they were, his fairy tale lover, again and again.
Laruku had more guilt than anything else. More than he wanted to die, he felt guilty for not trying harder. And yet, this was most likely the first time he had ever really wanted to survive anything. He didn't want Rachias to be alone. He knew he wasn't much, but if he was all she had, then he wanted to live for her. Having failed at everything else, wasn't it the least he could do? The hybrid could not feel the tears on his cheek; perhaps they were evaporating immediately from his burning body. But he could feel the warmth of another body pressed against him, the warmth that he usually pushed away. Hadn't that been the story of his life? He had pushed everyone away. His adoptive family, his real family, distantly related as they were, his fairy tale lover, again and again.
Thank you,he said, swallowing the fireball in his throat and fighting the pain spreading from the back of his skull now. A hundred years of missing gratitude. For everyone. For everything.
I love you.He meant it.