[Well that just does him in. Not as if it were hard. It's been way too long since he crashed into sleep like this. Too many days -- running ragged for the purpose of not thinking. Not dwelling, when his brain wanted nothing more than to replay those images over and over again.]
[But all that feels far away.]
[It feels completely secondary to warm water and security. To the sensation of weightlessness, and memories of countless stars slowly turning.]
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[But all that feels far away.]
[It feels completely secondary to warm water and security. To the sensation of weightlessness, and memories of countless stars slowly turning.]
[He exhales. Slow. Steady.]
(Done.)