Silent Tears
Jun. 9th, 2012 10:28 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
ifollowmykingA stinging pressure built under Belial’s closed eyelids. His jaw clenched against the wet sob that built up in the back of his throat. It forced its way out as a strangled, glottal cluck. Hot tears trickled from his eyes. The crying hurt nearly as much as knowing his king would soon die. His cracked ribs ached with the sobs he suppressed, but he could not quell the emotion that overtook him. His pain went deeper than that. His Richard, his king, he hadn’t been able to protect his king. He wept silently until finally merciful darkness claimed his mind.
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dailyprompt "Cry myself to sleep"
Wordcount: 100
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Inspiration:
dailyprompt "Cry myself to sleep"Wordcount: 100
