Nov. 30th, 2016

clare_dragonfly: This is ridiculous. What am I doing here? I'm in the wrong story. (Into the Woods: wrong story)
She clutched his hand. Her hand felt hot and dry to his touch. “Don’t let me go alone. I can’t go alone.”

He squeezed her hand back. “Don’t worry, Mama. I won’t let you be alone.”

“You promise? I won’t have to be alone?” The spots on her skin, the second-to-last stage, were faded; the last stage of the disease was almost to an end. The shaking, the fever, the paranoia.


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