the me that you know
Who: Rin and Legato
What: A visit
When: Saturday
Where: Prison
Rating: PG-13
He'd been quiet today. That thing that raged and screamed was tired, leaving him hollowed out and immobile in the straitjacket, lumped against the wall like something dead. Without anything to connect him to the outside world, it was easy to slip far inside. He could pretend that he didn't exist and nearly believe it.
When he'd first succeeded in getting the journal open, those days ago, he'd been glad. He could listen, and imagine, and hate all the voices that came at him. ...The enjoyment faded quickly, however, and it soon became maddening. Ever since then, he'd made sure that the magical thing didn't find itself open as it liked to do. Today, there was an outstretched leg draped over the cover, holding it shut, just to make sure.
It was the only way to forget all that he'd been cut off from.
What: A visit
When: Saturday
Where: Prison
Rating: PG-13
He'd been quiet today. That thing that raged and screamed was tired, leaving him hollowed out and immobile in the straitjacket, lumped against the wall like something dead. Without anything to connect him to the outside world, it was easy to slip far inside. He could pretend that he didn't exist and nearly believe it.
When he'd first succeeded in getting the journal open, those days ago, he'd been glad. He could listen, and imagine, and hate all the voices that came at him. ...The enjoyment faded quickly, however, and it soon became maddening. Ever since then, he'd made sure that the magical thing didn't find itself open as it liked to do. Today, there was an outstretched leg draped over the cover, holding it shut, just to make sure.
It was the only way to forget all that he'd been cut off from.