[ it was hard to look into this boy’s eyes without getting little heart-leaps. jun holds his face and falco gets hit with warm pressure to his forehead, feeling his eyes falling shut before seeing it come close.
it’s . . . so hard to see a light somewhere, on one hand. marley has been studying it for hundreds of years, and they’ve found nothing to stunt the process. if it has to do with technology, something they surely didn’t have at the same level, then— we’ll find a way, together.
so many people extending themselves for him, that it was even harder to leave the twinkle of hope in the dark. if everyone was trying? it was unfair to accept. he had to try, too. (and isn’t that what his older self had wanted?)
these growing arms of his pull jun into a tight hug, where his chin could rest on his shoulder. ]
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Date: 2023-03-24 11:57 am (UTC)it’s . . . so hard to see a light somewhere, on one hand. marley has been studying it for hundreds of years, and they’ve found nothing to stunt the process. if it has to do with technology, something they surely didn’t have at the same level, then— we’ll find a way, together.
so many people extending themselves for him, that it was even harder to leave the twinkle of hope in the dark. if everyone was trying? it was unfair to accept. he had to try, too. (and isn’t that what his older self had wanted?)
these growing arms of his pull jun into a tight hug, where his chin could rest on his shoulder. ]
. . . My other self— did he say anything?