It doesn't have to be history or even news. A child you save tells the story of the big man who made the scary men go away. Someone writes a poem of a dark rescuer they never even truly saw. You live on in many things, love, I would bet anything.
[He tyes out 'heroes always do' and erases it. He still feels it, but as surely as Jacob's likening him to something angelic sits ill in him, this line of praise clearly sits ill in the older man.
Some day soon, he'd get Jacob Frye under him again and whisper every praise and ounce of love he contained into that scarred skin until some of it sank back in.]
Ah, yes, I understand all too well. Sounds a useful ally at least.
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It doesn't have to be history or even news. A child you save tells the story of the big man who made the scary men go away. Someone writes a poem of a dark rescuer they never even truly saw. You live on in many things, love, I would bet anything.
[He tyes out 'heroes always do' and erases it. He still feels it, but as surely as Jacob's likening him to something angelic sits ill in him, this line of praise clearly sits ill in the older man.
Some day soon, he'd get Jacob Frye under him again and whisper every praise and ounce of love he contained into that scarred skin until some of it sank back in.]
Ah, yes, I understand all too well. Sounds a useful ally at least.