There is no such thing as such a thing.

He hadn't expected to have any time to think, digest, or ponder anything, much less something as shattering as...

He hurt before even finishing the thought.

Rejecting Alice.

The numbness of his soul seemed to almost throb.

A single crystal of ice forming in pouring rain.

A splinter fallen from a broken heart.

Sending away the bright light he had loved his entire existence. Before life, before birth, before even memory... he had loved the child who was almost cruel. Smiles that rivalled the sun.

And he didn't even know what he had done to her.

Only that he couldn't hurt her any more. Only that he knew what would happen to her if he didn't. Only that he had hurt and terrified her one last time anyway.

She would rather die than see him fall apart. He would rather push her out of this world than see her get hurt.

What a loathsome creature he was. Chain or stuffed toy, maybe even human, he regretted the existence he was, that he could ever reject the shining light, the warm smile, the heart-stopping laughter, the beloved beauty... his sun.

Lying tied like an animal for slaughter on a floor that leached all heat from whimpering muscles, with the iron weight of a magic seal pressing him to the floor as securely as his own depression, with the absolute knowledge that any and every person he had ever cared about would be hurt beyond repair at the least, he had too much time to think by far.

He had often in past weeks wished for some time, even just moments, to think. To centre. To fit the pieces together as they should be.

Well... Now everything was as it was supposed to be.

But why?

Not sure 'bout ending. But too late at night to work with it. Might think of something better when the sun is up.

I liked the "splinter from a broken heart"-line, but that's just me.

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