[ it's something that makes him suck in his breath--that cuts off the mean remark he was going to make, the snide rumbling about loneliness
for a moment, the King cradles Enkidu in his arms and whispers against his skin, begging him not to go even as he crumbles back to clay in his hands no matter how tightly he's held or how keenly the King wills him to remain whole and tears course down his cheeks
but he's denied even his grief as the rain spatters down on them, washing Enkidu's corpse away to rejoin the land until there is nothing but the King on his knees in the end
and Gil breathes, jagged and sharp, a hand coming up his face as he fights back the prickle of tears in his eyes and the ring in the back of his mind. ]
Don't. Don't say that. Don't settle for that. You're more than that and you deserve better.
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for a moment, the King cradles Enkidu in his arms and whispers against his skin, begging him not to go even as he crumbles back to clay in his hands no matter how tightly he's held or how keenly the King wills him to remain whole and tears course down his cheeks
but he's denied even his grief as the rain spatters down on them, washing Enkidu's corpse away to rejoin the land until there is nothing but the King on his knees in the end
and Gil breathes, jagged and sharp, a hand coming up his face as he fights back the prickle of tears in his eyes and the ring in the back of his mind. ]
Don't. Don't say that. Don't settle for that. You're more than that and you deserve better.