This time the words come out weak, wrapped around a broken sob. He doesn't feel the tears slip down his cheeks. He doesn't feel the desperate grip he has on Loki's arm. He feels his skin peeling away. He feels bones breaking. He feels excruciating pain and things crawling beneath the surface, between bone and muscle. He feels them in his head. He feels the unfathomable loneliness of isolation, an eternity's worth in a split second.
And that had only been the begging. Before he forgot what hell was like and found himself trapped in a never ending loop, on the edge of losing his mind forever. Before Loki found him.
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This time the words come out weak, wrapped around a broken sob. He doesn't feel the tears slip down his cheeks. He doesn't feel the desperate grip he has on Loki's arm. He feels his skin peeling away. He feels bones breaking. He feels excruciating pain and things crawling beneath the surface, between bone and muscle. He feels them in his head. He feels the unfathomable loneliness of isolation, an eternity's worth in a split second.
And that had only been the begging. Before he forgot what hell was like and found himself trapped in a never ending loop, on the edge of losing his mind forever. Before Loki found him.