A gasp escapes him in reality as he nearly drowns in the pain, good memories fading strangely, the bad ones becoming stronger, larger--a deep loneliness fills him, and he can't stop it. Hiding from his dad and reading about Leonardo Da Vinci and Benjamin Franklin and Monet and Rembrandt and Yeats and Poe and Plato and Aristotle and hiding everything from everybody and he was just so alone--
Stop it! Get out of there! He tries to push Flynn away, tries to hang onto the fuzzy goodness--
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A gasp escapes him in reality as he nearly drowns in the pain, good memories fading strangely, the bad ones becoming stronger, larger--a deep loneliness fills him, and he can't stop it. Hiding from his dad and reading about Leonardo Da Vinci and Benjamin Franklin and Monet and Rembrandt and Yeats and Poe and Plato and Aristotle and hiding everything from everybody and he was just so alone--
Stop it! Get out of there! He tries to push Flynn away, tries to hang onto the fuzzy goodness--