[His mind is fuzzy with pain that's so real. He gasps for air as he focuses on Bones, eyes full of tears, as he shakes. Was he shaking from pain or fear or both, it was hard to tell, especially as the next words escape from between his lips like a secret he doesn't know how to speak other than bluntly.]
I'm scared, Bones... I don't want to die again.
[Tears escape from his eyes as he looks up at Bones, struggling to talk, to breathe, to be alive.
It was so clear he was dying and fast, blood gathering at his lips and tear ducts.]
Were you scared... when you died?
[Oddly, the smell of pine and cedar comes to mind, reminds him of the fact he's alive outside of his dream, of sitting in front of the hearth of his room with Edgin, or playing in the forests of his youth..]
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[His mind is fuzzy with pain that's so real. He gasps for air as he focuses on Bones, eyes full of tears, as he shakes. Was he shaking from pain or fear or both, it was hard to tell, especially as the next words escape from between his lips like a secret he doesn't know how to speak other than bluntly.]
I'm scared, Bones... I don't want to die again.
[Tears escape from his eyes as he looks up at Bones, struggling to talk, to breathe, to be alive.
It was so clear he was dying and fast, blood gathering at his lips and tear ducts.]
Were you scared... when you died?
[Oddly, the smell of pine and cedar comes to mind, reminds him of the fact he's alive outside of his dream, of sitting in front of the hearth of his room with Edgin, or playing in the forests of his youth..]