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Cornelius Hickey ([personal profile] spotsalone) wrote 2025-03-30 07:36 am (UTC)

[ He exhales, smoke pluming from his nose. What a question. ]

I wanted to live. A real life, you know? Not—

[ Scrounging in the streets, hardly able to feed himself on honest work, reduced to petty crimes and bloodying his hands to earn what he's due. ]

—living on the scraps of others deeming themselves better than me.

[ But that's a vague answer. He couldn't say such a thing to Ish and expect anything to come of it. ]

We found something, out there in ice. A spirit. I found a way to... connect to it. Commune. I don't know for sure what that would've meant, but it would've opened up a world I hadn't even known existed. I wasn't keen to keep living up in that barren landscape, but such a thing must exist elsewhere, too. Somewhere friendlier.

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