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THE WAVES WILL BREAK! -- hellhound. regent.

the desire to hide a broken voice, was one he had known very well at one time. he'd never forgotten the brutal embarrassment of that time, and the shame. it had been a lifetime since then and he'd learned how to recover with the help of his loved ones, but he'd never forgotten it. there were still nights he awoke gasping for breath and trying to scream for help, for help that would never come, for help that he would never have again. those nights left him a mess for days, keeping from the public eye, ashamed and worn out.

it had been some time since he'd had a night like that, leaving him to exist in relative peace without fear making itself known to him in the presence of memories dredged up in nightmares. it would be some cruel fate, but they plagued him without rest, the memories he wished he could forget. taking a breath as he walked, holding it and releasing it, ignoring the shadows at the edges of his vision, ignoring the swelling visuals of those dreams, shaking his head to try and disperse the creeping memories, almost stumbling over the platypus at the border. blinking a few times as he stared down at her, his ears swiveling backwards as he stared before clearing his throat, "hello?", he sounded unsure of his greeting, lost between reality and the past.

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attack in #606A83. -- EVERY CHAIN ON ME !

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