“ i got you. it’s gonna be okay, you’re going to be okay.”
hurt meme.
& BETWEEN CLUMSY FINGERS pressed against his eyes, cheeks stricken as his sleeves dampened with tears, Toska peered up at the stranger, meeting their eyes ( O amaranth! Had he never seen someone with a hue so similar to his! )
HE SNIFFLED, WIPING his face with his sleeve and clearing his throat.
“AM I STILL dreaming...?”
“WHO ARE YOU?”










