AESIOR OPHELES
✯ — got spirits in my head and they won't go
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The pain in their reactions hurt him inside, he had never wanted to make them hurt. He never wanted to be a burden on them, and he'd grown close to these three, close enough to consider them his friends and family. Trembling softly, he could only watch helplessly as Fraggle went through a different range of emotions, his breath catching in his throat. He didn't want to hurt him especially, he'd come to truly care for the boy. Care for him in a way that awoke instincts deep inside of him. Everything inside of him howled and shook with the need to hold and comfort the young rabbit.
He knew that such a thing would make things even harder but the tightening in his throat already let him know he was barely holding back tears of sadness himself. He didn't want the child's smile turn into a dark frown because of him. Swallowing, the tom gasped as Fraggle approached him and embraced his foreleg, quick the attempted return, wanting to hold him close and soothe him. He didn't want to go and leave him, vincent or arlo behind but these feelings were twisted in his breast. Faint the sob that he helplessly watched after Fraggle in his departure, tears welling up and falling down his face. He wasn't abandoning the child - he had to come back for him at the very least because of his guilt and at the very most because of his sudden need to protect him and wipe away any future tears. It was then that he knew, this child had become like his own, and he was leaving his child again. The sobs came in silence, shoulders heaving as he fought with the grief inside of him. He really was a terrible person.
He knew that such a thing would make things even harder but the tightening in his throat already let him know he was barely holding back tears of sadness himself. He didn't want the child's smile turn into a dark frown because of him. Swallowing, the tom gasped as Fraggle approached him and embraced his foreleg, quick the attempted return, wanting to hold him close and soothe him. He didn't want to go and leave him, vincent or arlo behind but these feelings were twisted in his breast. Faint the sob that he helplessly watched after Fraggle in his departure, tears welling up and falling down his face. He wasn't abandoning the child - he had to come back for him at the very least because of his guilt and at the very most because of his sudden need to protect him and wipe away any future tears. It was then that he knew, this child had become like his own, and he was leaving his child again. The sobs came in silence, shoulders heaving as he fought with the grief inside of him. He really was a terrible person.
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THE FLOWER BURNS