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Yes, Master. Pt.2Yes, Master. Pt.2 by ~kodythedog422
“Damn it!” I cursed, looking down at the shattered remnants of porcelain at my feet as I braced against the wall. Pain curled around my spine, digging its fingers tightly in and leaving me cursing everything in the world in a desperate attempt to get it to stop. Clicking footsteps met my ears as they rushed towards me, a soft concerned voice following them as I tried to straighten up.
“Henry! Are you alright?”
I looked up to see Mary, hovering worriedly next to me as I pressed against the wall, trying to give her a smile to calm her down. “Y-yes,” I said, my voice tight, &ld
Fallen pt. 3Novak had been sleeping for an hour or so when Anthony entered the room again, carrying a small tray with our usual afternoon tea. It was something his grandfather had taught him before he died, stressing the need for there to be at least one time during the day that one should take a break from the world and relax. It was something that he had shared with me when he was still alive, and now it was now almost like a ritual between Anthony and I, relaxing after a morning service with a nice warm cup of tea before all the afternoon activities began. He set the tray on one of the room’s closest desk, fixing the still steaming cups with sugFallen pt. 3 by ~kodythedog422
8. RiddleI remember at one point giving up on him ever coming out of the bathroom again, sitting back against the door and knowing he was sitting only an inch away.8. Riddle by ~kodythedog422
I remember finally giving up, getting up and plopping on the couch, still watching the door for a piece of paper to come slipping out from under the wood but seeing nothing.
What I don't remember was nodding off, falling asleep on the couch only to wake up to the sight I had been waiting for. The door was open now, the light turned off, and the room no longer contained one mute kid.
I looked around, wondering where he was and calling his name until I saw it. There was the notebook, his