20, December 4 - Short Story: Scabs Part 6 (Final)
Posted by Twist on Wed 31-Dec-69 07:00 PM
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A small bit of light, through crusted eyelids. My breathing is a rasping wheeze. Noise, from a short distance away.
“…nae gonna last but another few moments, Commander.â€
“It is well, Droba. Relon’s actions allowed us to be victorious. He will live on in our memories.â€
Darkness.
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Another noise. A voice. Different, though.
“Relon, you freed me. Let go. Join me. You’ve earned a rest.â€
I let go.
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