he’s hungry, he’s delusional, but even if cairngorm hauled him all the way back to bluo, he would trudge right back to this very spot. ]
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[ that voice is distant, but familiar, and dextera turns his face up at them with an unfocused, glassy look in his eyes. he’s not really looking at them, though he sees them, and when he breathes out, it’s such a shallow breath it hardly even mists in the air.
he feels like he’s been gone for days. he’s been so cold, so alone, for days. ]
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he’s hungry, he’s delusional, but even if cairngorm hauled him all the way back to bluo, he would trudge right back to this very spot. ]
…
[ that voice is distant, but familiar, and dextera turns his face up at them with an unfocused, glassy look in his eyes. he’s not really looking at them, though he sees them, and when he breathes out, it’s such a shallow breath it hardly even mists in the air.
he feels like he’s been gone for days. he’s been so cold, so alone, for days. ]