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❝ i was shattered. i lost everything. ❞ ⸻ @otlaw .
❛ that sounds hard . ❜ and he thinks on his own experiences , the loss felt at his own behest , the wrongdoings that made up his every deed . hands bloodied with his own fault ; so , they feel the same . tragedy can oft be born of good intentions .
a tainted hand finds its home at clive's shoulder , and this night in the hideaway seems more quiet than usual . why ? he's uncertain . perhaps its the weight of their conversation , their discussion turned deep like the oceans that protect this place , and he debates on whether or not he wants to share that he relates . for a moment , he closes his eyes , head tilted down , lashes dusting the tops of his cheeks . he opens his sight to the lantern - lit familiarity of the place , and tests himself to stay quiet . not out of a need for privacy , but rather , in the throes of shame .
❛ we've all lost so much . please , let me know if there's anything i can do to assist everyone . not just here . i'll travel . we need each other , now more than ever . i want to make up for the wrongs of my past . ❜
#otlaw#* ic ; get your light back .#* asks ; strength of heart .#ffxvi verse tbt .#i have the barebones of my ffxvi verse in my mind but . im putting terra in the hideaway for now bc ik no matter what he's gonna end up#there at some point or another for awhile
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