dark as corpses but cluttered with gold

He held on tightly to her. Feeling her shaking, and feeling powerless against them. He would kill anyone that hurt Hazel like this, but what could he do when the one hurting her was herself? He couldn’t fight her nightmares, as much as he wished to. “I love you” He said helplessly as she trembled in his arms.

“I thought so too.” He said, worry in his tone, but not stress - no, he wouldn’t let Hazel here that - “But if they are, we'll deal with them. I won't let you hurt yourself again” He said, shuffling her in his grasp so he could get a better look at her leg. “I’m going to put you down, but just to grab a bandage, okay?”


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