The end of family

2019.11.29, by Anatolij
Filed under Journal, Personal, Relations

The sorrow and the anger became too much and he fractured.

He looked like himself this time… He wasn’t a ghoul or a white-faced monster… But he was too shattered, too affrighted to think rationally. I was able to soothe him. He listened to me. We surrounded—embraced him, and he let his arm drop. He didn’t let go of his blade, but he let his arm down…

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