SCP Narratives: He Who Cries, He Who Sleeps

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This cruel, sickening pain had been with them for centuries and it showed. Their cheekbones had sunken, darkness circled their eyes and their once bright eyes were dull and lifeless. Every part of their being ached for an answer to this feeling of misery and any answer that could bring relief was one worth considering. One deep breath followed another, surely this pain could be ignored if they tried to accept the other is still their flesh and blood.

They were exhausted and unable to focus. While it would potentially be possible to block out the pain, there was no way to block out the exhaustion. But they were no longer able or perhaps simply unwilling to deal with the pain for centuries since their birth.

Ready to block out both the pain and the world, they embraced each other, finally accepting the other as the only family they have left. The only brother they have left...