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All he could see when he closed his eyes was the rusted iron anvil dangling over his head, attached to a fraying rope, slowly beginning to draw closer and closer as time moved in slow motion. All he could feel was the steady creeping of terror into his heart and the cold wood of the totem clutched tightly in his hand- his one lifeline, his one shot at escaping with his life.
Or: Post-execution Techno struggles to let his guard down and ends up lashing out. Luckily, his friend will always be there for him.
Ailesswhumptober prompts:
October 11th- Sleep deprivation
October 20th- Before it starts/after it’s overSeries
- Part 1 of Crow’s Ailesswhumptober fics 2025 🩹❤️🩹🩼
