flecks: (seventeen ▎rain.)
your friendly library hobo leo. ([personal profile] flecks) wrote in [community profile] exsiliumlogs 2013-05-08 06:32 pm (UTC)

[ It's fine. It's fine, he tells himself. It's just the way things are meant to be and there's no point in hoping for something else. He's better at hiding than running anyway.

Breathe in, breathe out.

He regains composure as he drops his arms back to his sides, a kind of defeated calm coming over him that keeps him from moving away when Oswald comes to a stop before him. It makes his gaze a steady one as he looks up at the former Glen, but the smile spreading across his lips hollow and without real meaning. ]


I thought I could be just Leo. [ He wants to say 'again' but he never really was just that, was he? The flecks of light and the voices, ghosts really, had been there from the start and they had only been absent for the first time in his life right here in Exsilium, giving him false hope. ]

It's silly, isn't it?

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