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Clipped Wings

by Black_Flame

ao3:74201341 · 1,342 words

General Graphic Depictions Of Violence Gen

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Summary

HQ woke slowly. Not because he wasn’t panicking, but because that was what he’d trained himself to do.

He could still smell the sour stench of rotten coral, as easily as if it was right under his nose. It had been years since he’d been close to the stuff, but it didn’t matter in the end. Anything his brain could use to make him suffer would be clear as day to his senses.

Clarke was already with him, flopped over the top of his chest like he’d known HQ needed him. “Hey,” he rasped, patting his dog on the head while he tried to figure out what parts of his surroundings were and weren’t part of the dream.

His throat felt like he’d swallowed razor blades. He must’ve been screaming.

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