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| astronomizzle ♧ gryffinDORK | & the rest is drag ♣ #badluckDerf While he was waiting for darkness to take him, his lungs literally did begin to burn and because he was doing so voluntarily (though his mind thought it was necessary) his self preservation instincts kicked in and he gasps for air suddenly...which took him entirely by surprise because there was no gasping or breathing under water. So how had he just now...
...hallucinating. That much be it. His mind was trying to give him peace before the water took him...
....and then his eyes opened slightly, nothing more than slits, when he heard his name being called. Numerous times. What? What was going o---- WHACK
An arm (one of Trinetta's haphazardly spinning ones) smacked him right in the face, again, and he angrily grunted. At least it managed to half dodge his broken nose and his cheek and opened EYE took the bulk of the impact. And in the next instant someone (Nina) was grabbing on to his arm).
"....h-huh?" he murmured, confused and feeling limp as he bobbed helplessly in the water where he stood. Eyes open, he was confused once again when all he could see was a thick silvery gray and not dark murky green.
...........was he already dead?
That SCREAM told him otherwise.
But how could someone scream like that under water? Maybe he WAS already dead.
"N-Nina?" murmurs pathetically, because her voice was the one dominating his eardrums at the moment.
__________________ We broke into a million pieces, and we can't go back.........................................
But now we're seeing all the beauty in the broken glass..................................... 
The scars are part of me, darkness and harmony
My voice without the lies, this is what it sounds like |
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