Rainbowfox Ari
The Weaver of Tales
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"I... broke it." he spoke in a scratchy-from-disuse voice, still looking down at his cut hand, and the glass in it, before convulsing from the pain, dropping the glass, and coughing into the cut hand. When he finally stopped coughing, tears were streaming down his face at the pain, at the sheer shame of it all, and because he'd messed up again.
"I broke it..." he said again, sniffling, and using his free arm to wipe the flowing tears from his eyes. "I... I'm sorry. I'm sorry... I'm sorry..."
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Posted 04-01-2012, 02:32 AM
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