Sticks and stones

[shadowcommittee]

The daggers had been removed from thier place in my back. The bleeding now only a trickle. The pain had numbed and begun to dull, but I needed to know. And all knowlegde comes with a price. I picked at the scabs, and dug deeper into unspoiled flesh. Fighting to keep a smile and an aura of detatchment, swallowing a scream of anguish, I press

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[minasdarkness]

forgive me love, I only did as you asked, but I knew your pain yet not how to fix it, and for that I am sorry...