[his heart, for a moment, is as heavy as a comet, as heavy as the ships falling from the sky 100 years ago, to ashes-- he can't hear Wolfwood, can't see him--
but then-- there he is-- his voice--
the landing--
was bad. let's not even talk about how badly he's hurt. it's bad. his voice screams this fact, but the relief is so palpable]
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but then-- there he is-- his voice--
the landing--
was bad. let's not even talk about how badly he's hurt. it's bad. his voice screams this fact, but the relief is so palpable]
I'm fine! Where-- are you sure you're good?