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Toro.
To hear that voice - after so long - after - after death-
Anzhelo steps forward and his once-stone legs crumple beneath him. Toro catches him. The touch is shocking, unfamiliar, electric. He wants to back away and sink into it forever.
What is this?
He shivers at the feeling of Anzhelo’s breath against his skin, the tears, the relief. Hajduk purrs.
The ache in his chest is banging on the bars of his heart.
”No. I’m okay. Some people aren’t. But I’m okay. And you are? Are you okay? You’re not…stone anywhere else? Can you stand?” He nudges Anzhelo with his nose, chest clenching at the feel of skin on skin. He wants to hold on so hard, it hurts. He doesn’t want to know why. Not yet.
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