Voltage hurt. There was nothing more than thay, there was nothing more he felt. All he knew was hurt now, it almost made him numb. It was strange, to feel this way. His entire life up until now has been nothing but vibrance. He had felt everything so strongly, so quickly. He knew emotion like an old friend but this...this was nothing but emptiness. His sporadic insomnia that had been caused by his endless energy had been replaced with nightmares. The moment he closed his eyes visions, nightmares, horror would flash through his mind. He couldn't sleep, even with his brother's form wrapped around him. There was so much he couldn't feel, and even his brother's warmth was one of them. Voltage, in a single week, was withering away. He was falling, he was fading. He had lost his light...
He knew instantly when his brother woke up because he himself was awake. He hadn't sleep. He hadn't even gotten a wink. His burning eyes stared blankly out of the den, his chin rested on his brother's hind paw as he had somehow managed to twist around in the night to stare out at the ocean. He couldn't look away, hoping with all his broken heart, that she might emerge from the waters again. But today...it was dark. Clouds coated the sky, blotted out all light, and the crash of a winter storm shook the sky. He barely flinched, staring at the rocking ocean and sighing softly. Waves crashed desperately onto the shore, and lighting struck the sky, but he didn't move. Didn't react. It was the first storm since Illie had been washed away, and he couldn't feel it. He closed his eyes slowly, brows pinched as he laid where he was, not wanting to alert his brother. Oh, his brother...his brother had been so good, had spent the week with him, had searched endlessly for little illie. And Voltage felt nothing anymore. No taste, no color, he could barely feel anything but hurt and hopelessness. His poor brother...
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