26.Aug.12, 02:44 PM
When the stitching was complete, much to Sanderon's relief the numbweed was applied. He gasped out loud with the intense relief it brought. Angry, turmoiled thoughts raged through his mind. Once they had guarded the solid mental door behind which his deep anguish lay. But now they seemed to be trying to batter it down.
Twisting with dark, evil fingers, his anguish began to leak and twist around his rage in a way that made Sanderon want to scream. Instead, he tried hard to build back up his defenses and rolled onto his back like he was asked. He moved slowly and carefully until he was looking up at Talian with haunted eyes unable to hold back some of his true feelings. Before he knew his mouth had even opened he heard his voice ask Talian in a surprising calm voice, "Did you regret being born the day you chose to kill yourself? Is the only reason why you didn't die because someone loved you? When...if I ever killed myself my body would just be dropped Between like a sack of crap. ...I envy you."
Horrified at what he had said, he narrowed his eyes and attempted to put back on his mask of aggression. "You forgot my wrists." He growled as he lifted one of his bloody wrists where he had been tied. See! His mind raged at him. Not even the healers care that you are hurt. They only fix the obvious. Who could ever love you?
Twisting with dark, evil fingers, his anguish began to leak and twist around his rage in a way that made Sanderon want to scream. Instead, he tried hard to build back up his defenses and rolled onto his back like he was asked. He moved slowly and carefully until he was looking up at Talian with haunted eyes unable to hold back some of his true feelings. Before he knew his mouth had even opened he heard his voice ask Talian in a surprising calm voice, "Did you regret being born the day you chose to kill yourself? Is the only reason why you didn't die because someone loved you? When...if I ever killed myself my body would just be dropped Between like a sack of crap. ...I envy you."
Horrified at what he had said, he narrowed his eyes and attempted to put back on his mask of aggression. "You forgot my wrists." He growled as he lifted one of his bloody wrists where he had been tied. See! His mind raged at him. Not even the healers care that you are hurt. They only fix the obvious. Who could ever love you?