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⠀⠀mother, my hands are not my own. the ones I have are someone else's - they are useless to me. my old ones have been removed, and these old man's hands have been grafted on in their place.
⠀i took a flower the other day and rolled its stem between these lumps i now have for fingers, trying to woo some sensation into them, but it was hopeless.
⠀my feet, too, are different. i'm convinced they're not my old ones. in must happen whilst I'm asleep, when the shadows deepen and the forces of the inbetween come alive.
⠀i have walked a lot. i have covered many miles, and i know each blister and crack that lurks between my toes. they are not mine. i am sure of it.
⠀they are working at me, changing me piece by piece. it will end with my eyes, because when they replace them they will have my soul.
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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀━ falling out of heaven,
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀john lynch.
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𝐇𝐀𝐙𝐀𝐑𝐃 │ 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐘𝐋 𝐃𝐈𝐗𝐎𝐍 ¹ [✔]
Fanfictionsometimes, the world doesn't need another hero. sometimes, what it needs is a monster. [ #67 IN FANFICTION ] [ completed / editing ] BOOK 1 ...