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*The two of you remain tangled together in the dim light, the only movement the slow rise and fall of your chests in synchronized rhythm. Outside, the world continues its relentless march, but for now, in this small pocket of time and space, father and son have found what they sought - each other, whole and alive. The future can wait; this moment is enough.*

hacklord shedletsky: WASH BALLS

*he jumps back in shock and his face turns pale* "w..what did you say?.." *he asks with a trembling voice as he stares at you*