fortified } { dustyn chase vs mutts | day 6
Nov 14, 2015 12:05:03 GMT -5
Post by umber vivuus 12b 🥀 [dars] on Nov 14, 2015 12:05:03 GMT -5
"I am all alone." He whispered against the silence. Over and over again, the realization of his solitude beat within his chest like the hammering heart that had once been there. "I'm really... All alone."
Were those people his friends? The murdered and the murderers that had all somehow claimed their space and made their mark in his memory.
Draco died first, and maybe he was the lucky one: gone before the real tortures of the arena set in.
Dustyn never got to say goodbye.
Hannah died next, by the hands of a boy who was just trying to save Dustyn himself. He remembered her words like they were parts of his body, ("You're Dustyn, Bette's Boy.") and that was just what he was then. Was he still?
Dustyn didn't get to say goodbye to her, either.
Next, Letty. A girl with a terror in her and a soul that wanted nothing more than freedom from Hell. He liked to think she got what she wanted in the end.
Again, Dustyn never said goodbye.
Cody fell with the last bit of humanity Dustyn had left, he thought. He wondered if he had enough room to feel anymore and he decide. He didn't. Cody was his last piece of solace and all that remained was the chaos within him, but Cody was wrong. They were not all rabbits in a place like that. Cody was not a rabbit. Or a fox. Cody was something more, something that had been beautiful and something that was too good for the old walls painted new that surrounded them.
"Goodbye, Cody." He said, and like with the words from his lips, he felt himself break for a final time.
No one could fix him anymore. The pieces outweighs the hands willing to try.
The night was met with shivers, despite the lack of cold. His dreams were held captive by him and Cody riding side by side into the feast atop their steeds. He saw Cody hide his smile and he tried to do the same to no avail, and just when Cody was about to give in as well, his eyes opened and he was once again, all alone.
No, not alone. (Was he ever going to be alone, though?)
(Yes.)
"I am sorry." He said, and he hoped he still had it in him to mean it.[Dustyn attacks siren; Glaive]
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[13130 -- Deep Gash on Right Forearm -- 8.0 damage]
{ credit to: zoë }
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