You've been all the way to broken
lost your sense of where to go
They share a quiet companionship, staring out across the sea. Having known her for such a short time, it feels as if he has known her forever despite that. Capable of removing every smiling facade and sinking into the truth of his own emotions that normally go well-concealed. So when she asks, he barks a hard laugh at her question, and tilts his head to rest upon Auni.
"To live at all, is the question." Harper is not used to being depressed, has battled grief and trauma but has always been a rather happy, genuine person. So he clenches his fists to drive away the sardonic bitterness in his tone. Forcing himself to be honest instead of spiteful. "I was...informed...that I will never see my family when I die. That Mort is all-powerful, except when he isn't. That I will never see my parents, my family, or my lover ever again." He rubs a hand down Auni's fur to keep from reopening wounds on his palms with his nails. "I don't have a purpose or a drive right now. I can't care less about what I do or where I go. It doesn't matter."
"To live at all, is the question." Harper is not used to being depressed, has battled grief and trauma but has always been a rather happy, genuine person. So he clenches his fists to drive away the sardonic bitterness in his tone. Forcing himself to be honest instead of spiteful. "I was...informed...that I will never see my family when I die. That Mort is all-powerful, except when he isn't. That I will never see my parents, my family, or my lover ever again." He rubs a hand down Auni's fur to keep from reopening wounds on his palms with his nails. "I don't have a purpose or a drive right now. I can't care less about what I do or where I go. It doesn't matter."
remember, pain is just an anchor
that you never had control of
HARPER
