my mask is growing heavy, but I've forgotten who's beneath
Remi
Liam Dawson
 
Carpenter
Age: 35 | Height: 6'2" | Race: Accepted | Citizenship: Nomadic | Level: 6
STR: 25 - DEX: 22 - END: 22 - LUCK: 13 - ARC: - INT: - HP: 132 - BASE ROLL: 35
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LIAM
It's not that we don't talk
Liam spoke, his story meandering to its conclusion in halting starts and stops, his heart twisting uncomfortably in his chest. He wanted Wren to be alive. He wanted it so badly that it hurt. And yet... the repercussions of his own inaction continued to stare at him from the depths of his mind. If Wren was alive, and he had known, he would have gone to the ends of the world to find her and care for her. But he hadn't known, and now...

He inclined his head, accepting Remi's sympathy, trying to quell the storm raging within. He was afraid, he realized - afraid to hope, afraid of what it would mean if he was right, afraid of how he would cope if he was wrong. Sometimes it seemed that his entire adult life had been spent in some form of fear or other - or in drowning that trepidation through questionable means.

He should probably work on that.

In any case, Remi's question took him by surprise. He blinked stupidly at the other man. "I... didn't realize that was an option," he admitted, a bit flustered. "But - if she's there, then... I'd love to speak with her, if I could. Even if just for a moment." What a blessing it would be, to be able to apologize, to ensure she was well, to say goodbye... but if she wasn't there... Gods, what a mess.
It's just no one really listens and honesty fades
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RE: my mask is growing heavy, but I've forgotten who's beneath - by Liam - 03-15-2026, 08:02 PM



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