no one can will the pain away. it's not as though he's done it himself. it's a slow burn, like a forest fire. it still overtakes him on occasion — the empty, hollow ring of loss.
of what once was. ]
Burn a tree down, and something new'll grow in its place.
[ he doesn't quite meet his gaze — but he does gently pat his head, something inexplicably soft in the gesture. ]
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no one can will the pain away. it's not as though he's done it himself. it's a slow burn, like a forest fire. it still overtakes him on occasion — the empty, hollow ring of loss.
of what once was. ]
Burn a tree down, and something new'll grow in its place.
[ he doesn't quite meet his gaze — but he does gently pat his head, something inexplicably soft in the gesture. ]
For the meantime, you're enough.