[ Sebastien died in his arms, bloodless and quivering and afraid. For so long, that was the last image in his mind of the man he had so loved. Seeing him full of such life again, even if it wasn't the real him, even if he wasn't really alive, healed something in his ancient heart he didn't know still needed healing.
He hopes that perhaps Shoko found a fraction of solace in it as well, seeing her friends as they once were, before the bloodshed and the tragedy and the burden of monsterhood claimed them all. ]
Please be kind to yourself, mon ami. You should not have to bear the burden of their fate alone, either.
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[ Sebastien died in his arms, bloodless and quivering and afraid. For so long, that was the last image in his mind of the man he had so loved. Seeing him full of such life again, even if it wasn't the real him, even if he wasn't really alive, healed something in his ancient heart he didn't know still needed healing.
He hopes that perhaps Shoko found a fraction of solace in it as well, seeing her friends as they once were, before the bloodshed and the tragedy and the burden of monsterhood claimed them all. ]
Please be kind to yourself, mon ami. You should not have to bear the burden of their fate alone, either.