[He tilts his cheek into that hand, skin still damp from where he had been crying, even if the tears have stopped now.
So many promises. Abel seems to make them like water. Promises upon promises, never die, protect Cain, do all he can not to bleed any more. Yet he believes every single one of them, as he always will unfailingly trust in his brother.]
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So many promises. Abel seems to make them like water. Promises upon promises, never die, protect Cain, do all he can not to bleed any more. Yet he believes every single one of them, as he always will unfailingly trust in his brother.]
You... have to rest now.