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It's such an arbitrary line that we dance - Panacea - September 12, 2024

For @Akavir, probably sliiiightly forward dated but it won't matter by the time we finish it anyway lmfaoo
He thought of the man in the desert more often than he should. Certainly he didn't pine for the nasty man — but he wondered. When he allowed himself time to think, at least.

Panacea spent most of his time striving against his own thoughts; nipping each one like errant weeds in a carefully-kept garden. Or maybe not so much a garden as a relic of one, kept pristine through sheer stubbornness. If the flowers and fruits would not grow then neither would the nettles or the creeping grasses. Nothing but stillness over these stone walls. Or, that was the goal.

No one ever mentions that weeding is bloody work. He fell short mid-hunt one day and paused to find his paws bleeding, just a little. All at once Panacea realized how tired he really was, how tired he'd been for — how long? He couldn't remember, and his head hurt to think of it, so he found a tree to lean against and tried to forget again.

Then it started to rain, and he could only think fuck me, I guess.