[ that's it, that's it. shhh, shhh. it's like a ringing in the other's ears from the mix of noises that emit from the older hedgehog. he may not be entirely here, but in essence, these mixture of things with them touching stem from somewhere. there's a source, it's not like any of these things seen are lies... instead, they're just fragmented and placed together to create something. the phantom ruby has suffered a big hit to its power, it's working with and against the new owner, but whether this is... good or bad, hard to tell. the hand of the hedgehog's flick in and out, disappears for a moment before re-appearing in place. it's something that the other can feel too when the weight of his hand is no longer there, as though it's faded out of existence.
another gentle pull, the hedgehog ushers for the other to come closer. his hand not being enough, it's this gentle touch despite the numbing sensation that'll come if the older hedgehog holds onto one specific area for far too long. those broken memories that force themselves together stitch into an amalgamation of rights and wrongs.
what's worked inside of him comes out wrong in actions.
how the older individual moves to wrap his arms around the other's upper body, pulling his head close to his chest. he can hear a heart beating, the sound of someone screaming between each thump inside of his chest. then there's the sound of something shattering, it must be the crystal breaking down and reforming to find its new, perfect shape. ]
▓▒▓▓...
[ whatever it was, it sounds gentle, maybe some kindness that he has learned from maria, or maybe a mixture of something he shouldn't know. it's too gentle, too kind, reassuring...
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another gentle pull, the hedgehog ushers for the other to come closer. his hand not being enough, it's this gentle touch despite the numbing sensation that'll come if the older hedgehog holds onto one specific area for far too long. those broken memories that force themselves together stitch into an amalgamation of rights and wrongs.
what's worked inside of him comes out wrong in actions.
how the older individual moves to wrap his arms around the other's upper body, pulling his head close to his chest. he can hear a heart beating, the sound of someone screaming between each thump inside of his chest. then there's the sound of something shattering, it must be the crystal breaking down and reforming to find its new, perfect shape. ]
▓▒▓▓...
[ whatever it was, it sounds gentle, maybe some kindness that he has learned from maria, or maybe a mixture of something he shouldn't know. it's too gentle, too kind, reassuring...
stay with me.
stay with me. ]