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... home.
The courtyard, once filled with laughter and footsteps, now echoed only silence. Truly alone now.
He wasn't crying couldn't cry. Not after he'd gouged out his own eyes with his bare hands. There were no tears left in his heart to shed.
Maybe... there never were.
Inside, he retrieved a first-aid kit, sterilizing and fitting artificial prosthetics into his empty sockets not for vision, but to prevent long-term disfigurement. If he was going to walk around bli ...
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