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then He took one of his ribs and closed up its place with flesh by bunnypr0nz
Fandoms: Moral Orel
14 Aug 2025
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“Dad, I don’t have any pajamas or my toothbrush or anything with me,” Orel says in an undertone, clinging to his father’s arm. He feels as though he has to speak quietly as the snow crunches and squeaks under their shoes. Lamps outside each motel room flicker and spark as they pass, almost like they’re blinking hello—or begging for help. “I don’t know how I’m gonna sleep without my pajamas. These clothes I’m wearing need to see the sun.”
“You’ll sleep like a good, dead baby bird, Orel.” Clay squeezes Orel’s hand tight. “Gooder and deader than ever.”