the real tragedies of life occur
in such an inartistic manner
Hotaru leaned closer, collapsed into his arms; Bastien was ready to take her, wrapping his free arm around her shoulders and pressing his face to her hair, closing his eyes tight as his own tears threatened to fall. Azrael made a quiet cooing noise, unsure of what was going on: Bastien watched with a gently approving smile as Hotaru reached out to stroke their face.
"None of us do. I have no idea how to raise this child on my own. The thought is...overwhelming." He'd already been terrified of fatherhood when Rexanna was going to be his partner; to do it alone was unimaginable. "I feel...like I have failed, Hotaru. We all know Rexanna was the stronger between her and myself, but..perhaps it is the biases of my home coming to roost, but I feel as if I should have been able to protect her." He spoke quietly, voice husky with held back sobs.
"None of us do. I have no idea how to raise this child on my own. The thought is...overwhelming." He'd already been terrified of fatherhood when Rexanna was going to be his partner; to do it alone was unimaginable. "I feel...like I have failed, Hotaru. We all know Rexanna was the stronger between her and myself, but..perhaps it is the biases of my home coming to roost, but I feel as if I should have been able to protect her." He spoke quietly, voice husky with held back sobs.
their absolute incoherence
their absurd want of meaning
BASTIEN
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