Yes, as long as you're reminding me when you head to sleep, and you send word when you wake. If I don't respond at that point, I listened. If I do respond, I either didn't sleep, or encountered some reason to be awake early, which even here, usually isn't the case.
I don't know that I properly remember, just that it was this song, and it stuck in my mind, humming. Calming. That's why I was playing it for Wen Ning at Dafan Mountain. Which...
( 'Humming,' 'calming.' The ebb and tide of his work, his intent manifested. A yearning coiled, like whispers of sand curling around purpose to hatch a glimmered pearl. Tears of water. )
( he's puzzling over, it is yours to play, even as he reads the next missive that appears. it... ah, he feels this, needles sinking into his heart, warmth flooding his chest so he drowns from within while never once missing the sweet air drawn across his tongue. he basks for a moment, barely noting that now he does not linger in guilt, in weighted associations, can instead accept there were times he has needed help and was helped, by one who needn't go as far. who had his own mission at the time, who had been injured, was further injured still.
they're both fools, he thinks. foolish youths who have grown into somewhat wiser men, never lacking for opportunities to polish rough edges into surfaces that caught, did not avoid, the light. )
Two halves cleave to a whole. To be more together, even when apart.
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Else, I may carry a paperman abed.
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Reminders to sleep is enough, so I don't forget when distracted chasing answers to questions asked and unasked.
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I have earned honesty.
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I'll sleep, alone, and I will be safe. Speak to me over this when you're ready to rest for the night, let me play for you before you sleep?
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If you may, please.
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( laugh with him, only don't laugh at all. )
Search it when?
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When was the song played?
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3 of tripping down memory lane into a faceplant
While we're on it, how did you drag me out without me drowning? While you were injured!
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It is yours to play.
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they're both fools, he thinks. foolish youths who have grown into somewhat wiser men, never lacking for opportunities to polish rough edges into surfaces that caught, did not avoid, the light. )
Two halves cleave to a whole. To be more together, even when apart.
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