Day 15: Loop

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How many times, had he ended here?

Palette wished it was only a few times, but that would be lying.

The sword bit into his rips, cracks and dust spreading from the impact and growing.

"Wh.. why?" he gasped out, feeling it finally drive into his soul.

Goth smiled, an empty smile there eyes just wrong.

"Don't worry Pally, I'll put there body to good use," Goth or rather Ink giggled.

Palette shattered.

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Palette woke with a start, a silent scream in his throat.

"Pally?" came the sleepy call from the sleeping bag on the floor.

Of course... the start, the sleep over.

"Just a weird Dream Gothy, night," Palette lied, a sleepy reply was heard as the other child went back to sleep.

He stared at his child hands again.

This time, he would save Goth and defeat Ink.

He couldn't loose again.

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