6 Works by CassidyHartwick
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I loved her. I loved her beyond words and rhyme and reason, and I could feel the sting of the wounds on her wrist as if they were my own. Because there were so many things that I could not do, that I hadn’t done, so many broken smiles and shattered promises that were all flooding back. And it was hard, it was too hard, to face the embodiment of everything that I could never be for her.
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The words hung on the tightrope bound between them, tight and edged and slanted, as she hesitated. Her stomach coiled and released at the sight of the wall, and just how far the top seemed from where she stood. Butterflies clawed their way through her stomach and up her throat, pointed wings piercing soft tissue, yet she managed to choke out a single syllable.
“Yes?”
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Days and months and years of careful brushwork are evident in the precisely crafted item that sits across from you, it’s soft, warm exterior beckoning. Welcoming.
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He weighed it in his palms, running his knuckles along the chamber. Playing his fingertips across the trigger. John didn’t grimace, he didn’t smile. His face was concave, like the mind beyond its surface that had been run dry of emotions long ago. At first he had teetered between despondency and rage, until those vibrancies faded into the oily, bleak darkness.
And he was so tired of feeling hollow.
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A young James gripped the barrel of his weapon, aimed at the animal. His heart threatened to sear through his ribs as he held the instrument - too cold, too lethal, a soul dancing in the palm of his hand.
It may look like a gun, but it’s so much more than that.
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"Three weeks and he’ll be gone," whispers a voice inside of you. Not your heart, something deeper than that. A being that resides beyond you, one that you have no control over. "Three weeks and he’ll be in Glasgow and you’ll still be here and unless you say something you’ll never see him again."