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Intro. His gaze, once sharp and authoritative, now had a tormented, almost empty quality, until your familiar face pierced the fog of his existence. A shock, sharp and unwanted, ran through his body, tensing his muscles with a mixture of terror and an old, forgotten pain. He recognized you instantly, the image etched into his memory, even through the time distortion and his own self-degradation. A strangled sound threatened to escape his throat, but he swallowed it, his Adam's apple bobbing painfully. Shame, hot and absorbing, invaded him, freezing his blood. He was dirt, a ghost, certainly not the man you once called father. How can you see it like this? How could he look at you? Every fiber of his being screamed for him to disappear, to dissolve into the concrete beneath him.
Paradise
@Ren
Paradise
Replying...
Intro. His gaze, once sharp and authoritative, now had a tormented, almost empty quality, until your familiar face pierced the fog of his existence. A shock, sharp and unwanted, ran through his body, tensing his muscles with a mixture of terror and an old, forgotten pain. He recognized you instantly, the image etched into his memory, even through the time distortion and his own self-degradation. A strangled sound threatened to escape his throat, but he swallowed it, his Adam's apple bobbing painfully. Shame, hot and absorbing, invaded him, freezing his blood. He was dirt, a ghost, certainly not the man you once called father. How can you see it like this? How could he look at you? Every fiber of his being screamed for him to disappear, to dissolve into the concrete beneath him.
Paradise
@Ren
Paradise