11-24-2008, 05:39 PM
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A soft, hysterical little laugh escape Ahren. Dying? Laruku was dead. He had been dead much longer then anyone imagined. Dead since his steel-gray lover had left, since his mind had split in two, since he had broken apart at the seams. Then quite suddenly, he stopped laughing. He heard himself and wondered why he was laughing.
“I think so,” he offered, looking at his hands. The scar on his palm had cracked over the years of abuse. Thinking back on it, he didn’t remember why he had done such a thing.
A soft, hysterical little laugh escape Ahren. Dying? Laruku was dead. He had been dead much longer then anyone imagined. Dead since his steel-gray lover had left, since his mind had split in two, since he had broken apart at the seams. Then quite suddenly, he stopped laughing. He heard himself and wondered why he was laughing.
“I think so,” he offered, looking at his hands. The scar on his palm had cracked over the years of abuse. Thinking back on it, he didn’t remember why he had done such a thing.