Sunday Six!

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One Sunday soon I'll get back into the habit of actually posting these on time. This was not that Sunday.

Tessani pressed his hands against his ears, knowing full well it wouldn’t drown out the insidious whispers. The voices, the shadows, they were in his head, in his skin, everywhere; he couldn’t escape them. Tessani let out a choked sound and swallowed it down immediately. Steeling himself, he gathered his will and fixed the roving shadows in place on his skin, the voices he couldn’t muffle entirely, and every day, they grew just a little louder, but for now he could still ignore them. He still had control of his will, his mind, and his body, and for now, he still had work to do.

Yes. There. That. Stuff.