dextera can hear a voice in the back of his own mind—several voices, several people telling him the same thing with varying senses of urgency. there's one above them all, however, a woman's voice from a face he can't recall, and all he knows is that it's more important than anything not to lose himself while he's here. it's not enough to rejuvenate him, but his heart pounds more certainly even as the tips of his fingers must be getting cooler. ]
I—
[ he won't die. he could, and no one would be wrong if they guessed that he's close to it, but seeing guren before him and knowing that this could be his last chance to live... scares him. he's not ready for things to end like this. he won't die. he won't die. it's a mantra in his mind, in his heart, pulsing through him even more effectively than his own blood. ]
I won't.
[ the quietest breath of a voice, but they're words all the same. he, too, falls to his knees in front of guren, panting—and though he lets himself close his eyes against the pain, he isn't giving up. it's stupid for him to try to speak now, when it's more effort than silence ever was, but his words are coming so he might as well. ]
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dextera can hear a voice in the back of his own mind—several voices, several people telling him the same thing with varying senses of urgency. there's one above them all, however, a woman's voice from a face he can't recall, and all he knows is that it's more important than anything not to lose himself while he's here. it's not enough to rejuvenate him, but his heart pounds more certainly even as the tips of his fingers must be getting cooler. ]
I—
[ he won't die. he could, and no one would be wrong if they guessed that he's close to it, but seeing guren before him and knowing that this could be his last chance to live... scares him. he's not ready for things to end like this. he won't die. he won't die. it's a mantra in his mind, in his heart, pulsing through him even more effectively than his own blood. ]
I won't.
[ the quietest breath of a voice, but they're words all the same. he, too, falls to his knees in front of guren, panting—and though he lets himself close his eyes against the pain, he isn't giving up. it's stupid for him to try to speak now, when it's more effort than silence ever was, but his words are coming so he might as well. ]