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[broken-clock.livejournal.com]

[the sound of a journal hitting a wall with great force]

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[broken-clock.livejournal.com]

[low, quiet]

I've always...hated feeling helpless.

Hmm. It's only... [a moment, and in a whisper]

Who next?

[devil-blue.livejournal.com]

...I've only truly felt it once. I don't want to feel it again.

[The whisper like sound of a mouth opening, and then closing again with no sound in between. Then, eventually]

I don't know.

[broken-clock.livejournal.com]

It...used to be rare. In this life...

[he trails off, and then]

We'll...just need to do our best to take of them.

[devil-blue.livejournal.com]

Rare. I want it to stay as such.

Indeed. I just hope that...

That this ends soon.

[broken-clock.livejournal.com]

Yes. Before anyone else...

[devil-blue.livejournal.com]

Not to seem pessimistic...But I doubt our luck is that good.

[broken-clock.livejournal.com]

...No, you're right.

[a weak sigh; a gently thump as his head hits a pillow]

Hope can be very painful, sometimes.

[devil-blue.livejournal.com]

Unfortunately.

Hope for the best, plan for the worse, expect nothing. I wonder how many are truly capable of doing as such.

[broken-clock.livejournal.com]

Very sound advice, but like most, far easier said than done. I think I tend to manage the first two often enough.

[devil-blue.livejournal.com]

I seem to fail miserably with the first two. The third, however...seems to be the story of my life.