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Only after some time had passed would he stand up and close enough distance to offer a mocking smile, eyeing where the wound could be.
“have you stopped the bleeding? Liu–shishu, don’t skip necessary steps.”
a human —- this blood belonged to himself, due to a careless mistake. ( a wound hidden beneath his robes, just to the right of his abdomen, burns. )
shame does indeed fuel him.
What could I become if I stopped worrying about death, about pain, about anything? If I stopped trying to belong? Instead of being afraid, I could become something to fear.