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42. Can you hear me?Thaden has become accustomed to it over the years, the strange feeling of being separated from Atréo. It is an odd fuzziness in the center of his mind—he knows there is a place there, where something important should be, but he can’t feel it. If he tries to approach it, he only reaches the edges of his own awareness, indistinct and fading, and knows that there is an emptiness just outside his reach. The accessible area of his mind is a ring, like the city he’s trapped within. He doesn’t pay much attention to the gray area often anymore, maybe because it doesn’t hurt anymore.42. Can you hear me?
He remembers when he firs
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019. TempoAtréo feels the tempo of the guard’s heartbeat, quick with adrenaline, as Damen knocks the rifle out of his hands and plows the unsuspecting man back against a wall. He can feel Damen’s heartbeat, too, and the two of them together create a dizzyingly rapid rhythm. This is a fight to the death, and both men are aware of it; Atréo feels desperation, determination. He retreats mentally until the pounding in his skull is only a faint pulse on the edge of his awareness. He can’t become wrapped up in their anxiety if he’s going to be on his toes, prepared to jump in if Damen needs assistance.019. Tempo
The boy dodge
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heart.They call it a cage for a reason.heart.
I peer between curved bars through intercostal spaces, and With each systole I throw myself against my cage, But I am bound by pulmonaries to my cellmates, And by venae cavae to the walls.
Diastole. I catch my breath. And then I beat once more against my restraints.
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Vow of Silenceyou may not speakVow of Silence
Like wolves, the harrowing cold circles in a downward spiral of which the focal point lies in my ribcage. I am their prey for six months, five weeks, four days, three hours, two minutes, one second of self-induced isolation of unbearable silence of asphyxiation, because this vow is burying me alive.
you may touch
Like snakes, your sheets tangle around my limbs and I am bound. you told me to be careful what I asked for and my wrists are bruised and I am not sorry. you are merciless and I am constricted an
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