HIS TO CLAIM
So I tried it again—fighting my own demons.
Gathering all the strength that I have, I did not avert my gaze from Icarus, and with the little resolve that I was able to find in myself, I told him, “I don’t know what you’re up to, but whatever it is, you need to stop it now, Icarus. You know it won’t end well. Please… just please forget about it. Let it go, Icarus. Just let me go.” Unsurprisingly, my voice was shaky because of all the nerves. Even though I wanted to sound firm, I still ended up sounding like I was asking, even to the borderline of already begging. But I am already way past caring about that.
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