[ There's muffled sobbing. He curls up more tightly, drawing deep, shaky breaths as he weeps for the one who had been first to worm their way into his heart. Felih's unwavering optimism and naivety had grown on him slowly, paving the way for the others to slowly steal beneath his defences.
This is the curse of immortality. The curse of an enduring life. He would rather die than know further loss. ]
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This is the curse of immortality. The curse of an enduring life. He would rather die than know further loss. ]