memory’s so treacherous
It feels like someone has thrown fire over him, Finn certain that his skin has cracked and blistered, that the magma of the Climb is leaking out of him and burning holes in the ground. Holes into which he falls, desperate and alone, with the sing-song of voices playing all around. With flushed cheeks and an unfocused gaze, he gazes up at Falke as he appears, his right arm still gripping the bandaged left.
What do you fucking think is what a seldom seen part of himself wants to say, blood already leaking through some of the thinner layers of the dressing. But he merely jerks his head in a nod - yes, it hurts. And Finn has to get out of here, suddenly. His walls dance with the faces of the people he knows, and there’s a stain on this once-sanctuary. Its defences have been breached; Finn is homeless again.
Bracing hard against the ground and using the wall behind him as leverage, the Spyglass forces himself on his feet. His stomach churns and a wave of nausea threatens to throw him back to the ground, but he manages to totter outside where they are waiting. ”I don’t mind,” he says regarding whoever will deliver this pin-prick, wanting desperately for unconsciousness to take him. But their journey isn’t over yet.
What do you fucking think is what a seldom seen part of himself wants to say, blood already leaking through some of the thinner layers of the dressing. But he merely jerks his head in a nod - yes, it hurts. And Finn has to get out of here, suddenly. His walls dance with the faces of the people he knows, and there’s a stain on this once-sanctuary. Its defences have been breached; Finn is homeless again.
Bracing hard against the ground and using the wall behind him as leverage, the Spyglass forces himself on his feet. His stomach churns and a wave of nausea threatens to throw him back to the ground, but he manages to totter outside where they are waiting. ”I don’t mind,” he says regarding whoever will deliver this pin-prick, wanting desperately for unconsciousness to take him. But their journey isn’t over yet.
one moment you’re lost in a carnival of delights
the next, it leads you somewhere you don’t want to go
FINN
