//Stop,// Jono managed as he curled into himself a little more. //I can't. I can't do this again.//
That voice again, hollow and weak and empty, just the notions of words drifting from his mind to theirs. Didi was talking, angry words. They were both still there.
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Date: 2010-07-31 01:45 am (UTC)That voice again, hollow and weak and empty, just the notions of words drifting from his mind to theirs. Didi was talking, angry words. They were both still there.
Minutes ago, he'd been whole.
//You can't change what I am.//