[There are people around him. Arms lowering him to the ground. Voices trying to calm him, but none of it makes it through the fog of emotion that is surrounding him. It's a lot like the fog that had surrounded him after killing Kariya. So much pain. So much shock.
So much guilt. So very much guilt.
It swirls around him like a dark, suffocating mud coating all parts of him, darkening him, staining him.
Why? Why is this happening? Has he really been so bad? Done so much wrong?
Of course, he has.
A choking sob tears itself from his throat. Diarmuid tries to speak, but no words come out. Instead, there is just a low moan of agony.
And as that terribly broken and lost sound claws itself from his throat, the tears slipping from his eyes begin to tint in color. They are no longer clear, but red.
Blood red.
He man not be fatally wounded physically right now, but emotionally? Mentally?
He feels like he's very slowly bleeding to death. So much has happened this week and this is just the horrible conclusion.
If it's the conclusion, why is he still alive? Shouldn't it be ending in his death? Isn't that how it's suppose to be?]
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So much guilt. So very much guilt.
It swirls around him like a dark, suffocating mud coating all parts of him, darkening him, staining him.
Why? Why is this happening? Has he really been so bad? Done so much wrong?
Of course, he has.
A choking sob tears itself from his throat. Diarmuid tries to speak, but no words come out. Instead, there is just a low moan of agony.
And as that terribly broken and lost sound claws itself from his throat, the tears slipping from his eyes begin to tint in color. They are no longer clear, but red.
Blood red.
He man not be fatally wounded physically right now, but emotionally? Mentally?
He feels like he's very slowly bleeding to death. So much has happened this week and this is just the horrible conclusion.
If it's the conclusion, why is he still alive? Shouldn't it be ending in his death? Isn't that how it's suppose to be?]