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“Let’s go home” he says.
He knows damn well home is far away and dead and nothing but a dream. He knows the hole in the ground they’re living in is anything but a home.
But hell, the words felt so right. He was so desperately homesick, despite the fact that he couldn’t remember the last place he’d called home. All he wanted to do was go home, with her. They could find one. They could make one. They could leave.
They were both hurtling towards a cliff, so close to falling off the edge, but maybe, just maybe, if they held on to each other tight enough they could stop running. They could stop falling. They could stop dying.
Maybe if they held still for long enough they would understand this thing called home.