[ frenetic. chaotic. pain. all of this was overwhelming even to obi-wan. so many voices, filtering in and out as if muddled through vyng's trauma. there is so much fear and fear leads to suffering. leads to this. is vyng seeking a way to end his pain? is that what this animalistic cry was?
either way, the time to think is over. it is only time to act. obi-wan bends over the tub, dipping his fingers into the water and cupping vyng's face, whatever form it may take. the animals screech but his thoughts sing back, in a soft, steady cadence. in and out. like water. like the tides. for no pain lasts forever. no hurt everlasting. it may leave a mark. it may leave wisdom. it may leave them scarred.
nothing is simple. not the emotions of living creatures.
but there is still the light. it is light he infuses back. in his breathing, in his thoughts, in his touch.
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either way, the time to think is over. it is only time to act. obi-wan bends over the tub, dipping his fingers into the water and cupping vyng's face, whatever form it may take. the animals screech but his thoughts sing back, in a soft, steady cadence. in and out. like water. like the tides. for no pain lasts forever. no hurt everlasting. it may leave a mark. it may leave wisdom. it may leave them scarred.
nothing is simple. not the emotions of living creatures.
but there is still the light. it is light he infuses back. in his breathing, in his thoughts, in his touch.
breathe. accept. ]