Gabriel Gray (
watchmakers_son
) wrote
2008-01-28 04:50 am (UTC)
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"Stop," he wheezes. Every word's laborious, choked. "Stop it."
The pain's swimming back up; so is a sudden, acute nausea that grabs hold and makes him buckle against the bed. Black spots seep across his eyes.
"
Please.
"
And then there's no breath left to say anything else.
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The pain's swimming back up; so is a sudden, acute nausea that grabs hold and makes him buckle against the bed. Black spots seep across his eyes.
"Please."
And then there's no breath left to say anything else.