[ ooc: let me know if I'm bothering and I can go away ^__^ ]
The nurses arrived after the intercom announcement to escort some of the patients away for their visitors. It didn't surprise Kikyo that none came for him. Everyone he ever loved was dead - or wished him so. Though with a cold smile he realized that he too, should be counted amongst the dead. Aimless were his days since arriving here, haunted eyes seeking out that which he could not have, and never will.
He lingered still, and for no other reason than to be at the mercy of an unseen voice. Prisoners, all of them, sport for the idle minds that kept them here.
But even then, they had brief moments of 'freedom,' if it could be called such. Like taunting bits of false hope, dealt sparingly from their keeper's wicked hands.
Kikyo's feet took him to the courtyard, and he walked among the golden red trees that smelled like autumn. He paused at the base of a maple to gaze at the foliage, fingering the back of a bench beside it without realizing that it was occupied.
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The nurses arrived after the intercom announcement to escort some of the patients away for their visitors. It didn't surprise Kikyo that none came for him. Everyone he ever loved was dead - or wished him so. Though with a cold smile he realized that he too, should be counted amongst the dead. Aimless were his days since arriving here, haunted eyes seeking out that which he could not have, and never will.
He lingered still, and for no other reason than to be at the mercy of an unseen voice. Prisoners, all of them, sport for the idle minds that kept them here.
But even then, they had brief moments of 'freedom,' if it could be called such. Like taunting bits of false hope, dealt sparingly from their keeper's wicked hands.
Kikyo's feet took him to the courtyard, and he walked among the golden red trees that smelled like autumn. He paused at the base of a maple to gaze at the foliage, fingering the back of a bench beside it without realizing that it was occupied.