*Kalluto closes his eyes, trembling all over his body, hitched breaths and hiccups jerking pieces of his body to and fro.
He leans forward, then crawls, somehow stumbling his forehead against his brother's chest with disjointed motions which still betray innate grace and poise.
He empties his lungs, then takes everything in. This brother's scent, separated from that of the Killua in his own world by a widening canyon, comforts him as part of the pain veers towards a distant horizon. Sweet, dewey spring air, laden with possibility, courses through him at a pace that's calming to match the warm metronome against his face, which Kalluto is nuzzling to feel as much as he can.*
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Date: 2023-09-06 05:29 am (UTC)He leans forward, then crawls, somehow stumbling his forehead against his brother's chest with disjointed motions which still betray innate grace and poise.
He empties his lungs, then takes everything in. This brother's scent, separated from that of the Killua in his own world by a widening canyon, comforts him as part of the pain veers towards a distant horizon. Sweet, dewey spring air, laden with possibility, courses through him at a pace that's calming to match the warm metronome against his face, which Kalluto is nuzzling to feel as much as he can.*
I couldn't save you.