[He leans his forehead against hers. There were issues, hard and dark ones, that he hadn't found names for or in some cases, even knew of their existence. Questions of worth, the fingers of old ghosts, accusations that no one is still alive to make.
He doesn't have words for those. He picks the one he does.]
When you've seen the wrong of it [In many ways, his wife, Ges' attempts and later successes with Serg...] the right seems a bit unreal.
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He doesn't have words for those. He picks the one he does.]
When you've seen the wrong of it [In many ways, his wife, Ges' attempts and later successes with Serg...] the right seems a bit unreal.