ZZS wraps himself in guilt and pain and fear and regret like a blanket, thick and heavy and suffocating alone, too much for any single man to bear.
WKX cannot take it away. But he can join ZZS beneath the blanket, he can draw the layers back and let him breath, even if just for a moment.
He can show ZZS that he isn't alone any longer. And that he can share his pain, share his burden, as best he can.
Now ZZS has to convince WKX of the same.
Because WKX is also suffocating, drowning, clinging to old pain and fear and self-loathing.
But he isn't ready so share, yet.












