( their strides aren't so different in length, less than they were once, but it still seems hard to keep up — at first, but then he's more familiar with the place than she is and confidence pushes him forward. the bodies and the blood and parts remind him of sablier only with more familiar (hated) faces, but did he ever want them dead; and that time too, the first time, he was chasing after something — after alice, after the sunlight, in hopes of saving her which they did but only after
no
no need to compound the horror if this situation with (more) memories, making it into the abyss and now sablier, making more things to weigh him down when they need to be quick about it.
the sounds are coming closer, closer, closer, and the corner is rounded by all too familiar uniforms. )
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no
no need to compound the horror if this situation with (more) memories, making it into the abyss and now sablier, making more things to weigh him down when they need to be quick about it.
the sounds are coming closer, closer, closer, and the corner is rounded by all too familiar uniforms. )