2 Works by sheared
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He feels warmth around him, warm hands touching, fading the pain way, healing. He almost thinks it’s an angel, until he sees the cobblestone floors beneath him, and he’s reminded of just exactly where he is.
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[HIATUS: until I figure out what I want to do with this again] When pulling his hand away, he finds something brown and coagulated lining it. He lifts it to his face and sniffs cautiously. It smells rotten.