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@litehouse : Stede&Ely
There were some nights when even the comforting, light rocking of a ship was not enough to keep Ely asleep. Their mind would be flooded with the way they were treated at the Hospital. Their childhood friends would now be old enough to go to war and become canon fodder for the aristocracy who didn't give a damn about them; who invested in the Hospital with the promise that soldiers would be made from these children. They couldn't help the way that their imagination sent all the awful ways their friends would be dying across their mind... They couldn't help that those images often reflected the things that Ely and their new family had done to people.
After a few hours of tossing and turning, they simply gave up and decided to make their way up onto deck for some fresh air. As they opened the door and stepped out into the night, they very nearly bumped directly into someone.
"Sorry, I-..." They looked up from where their gaze had been fixed on their boots and realised that it was Stede. "Sir, I-... Sorry I-I didn't mean to disturb you."














