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finn stood idly by his bed, his eyes moving with each second the hand of the clock moved.
it was 8pm on thursday.
it had been for the last two and a half hours.
his eyes refused to let the time change, his mind fooling itself into thinking that the time hadn't changed.
his personal loop reset at each minute, his thought of a time where he could see the world as everyone else did,
his absolute solace.
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psychosis | 3 |
Short Storyhis fantasy hurt him, but she told him what was real. * dedicated to beating hearts. third in the spectrum trilogy.
