[Other half. Could he really call Oz something like that? The connotation in this place was always that the other half of you had to be someone that you were somehow attracted to on a level beyond simple friendship; someone that you could call a partner. But wasn't that what Oz had always promised him? Friendship beyond the shallow phrase itself. Dedication to each other.
Now an empty hole where any ounce of purpose or meaning had ever been.
He shakes his head. No, the Pull wouldn't be so kind. It had brought him here alone, thrown Oz in later and promised them a chance at a strange new life without the fear that the incuse on Oz's chest would fill and he'd be thrown into the depths of the Abyss before they couldn't figure out a way to break the Contract. A year and a half to pretend that their 'forever' could be tangible and true...
That thread was torn as well, the chain that connected them broken and splintered. The seal in his left hand suddenly feels even more empty than before.
There's no strength left in him. His chin tips down, forehead touching the ground.]
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Now an empty hole where any ounce of purpose or meaning had ever been.
He shakes his head. No, the Pull wouldn't be so kind. It had brought him here alone, thrown Oz in later and promised them a chance at a strange new life without the fear that the incuse on Oz's chest would fill and he'd be thrown into the depths of the Abyss before they couldn't figure out a way to break the Contract. A year and a half to pretend that their 'forever' could be tangible and true...
That thread was torn as well, the chain that connected them broken and splintered. The seal in his left hand suddenly feels even more empty than before.
There's no strength left in him. His chin tips down, forehead touching the ground.]
I can't...I can't.