How did he even begin to speak of the things that weighed on him, physically and mentally? How could he describe the way that the deadened crystal pulled so painfully at his skin, the tiny fractures that formed where his joints had been?
How could he speak about the dread with which he looked
How could he speak about the dread with which he looked
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He closed his eyes, tilting his cheek into her hand. "You help. Just being here, you help more than you know."
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