( what used to be a lurid set of eyes now no longer capture their beloved's reflection——they remain still and unmoving, gazing out like a stone statue, the silhouette of hua tuo's retreating figure dissolving upon their clouded surface. still, the gaze exists.
[he] takes an
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( slow blink back. there’s a lurching feeling deep within the flesh that used to be his stomach. Hua’s nails dug into his palm, and he slowly took a step back. )
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that suffer an abundance of memory, they will find themselves with no memory at all; infinity begins and ends at the tail of zero.
still, something yearns to reach out. a deep whimper rumbles from an unseen place, like a horn in a fog.
@PetalsAbundance ×| hehe. how shall we write them. before his death or after and hes just a pile of bark following after hua (if I remember correctly 😏