[ it is the touch that undoes. years and years of nothing, just him watching his sister sleep in an empty world, with no one beside him . . . he wasn't prepared for the jolt that runs down his spine or the cracking of his expression. ]
Divine One.
[ he swallows tightly, trying to pull his hand away. he's trembling. ]
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Divine One.
[ he swallows tightly, trying to pull his hand away. he's trembling. ]