Does it really matter? I didn't say it to get sympathy, just telling you
all want happened.
[ The words are bitter as bile on his tongue, aimed at no one, just
another outlet for the emotions roiling inside of him. There's the scrape
of his boot as he got up, the grunting of a man pushing himself to far and
without enough sense to stop when his body had taken damage. ]
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Does it really matter? I didn't say it to get sympathy, just telling you all want happened.
[ The words are bitter as bile on his tongue, aimed at no one, just another outlet for the emotions roiling inside of him. There's the scrape of his boot as he got up, the grunting of a man pushing himself to far and without enough sense to stop when his body had taken damage. ]