He had been right, of course, when he had said it wouldn't take long. He was weak and tired already and before he closed his eyes he whispered to her gently, "Take the necklace off."
It seemed to wear it now would prove only counter productive to his efforts to kill himself.
And so he closed his eyes and waited. Waited it out for what he hoped would come and soon. And no, it took barely any time at all.
It was like sleep, at first; drifting out of consciousness to somewhere deeper. And then further than that as it took him. The gentle grip his hand held at all fell away as his hand dropped to the side.
And he was gone, and all that there was left to do, was wait. Wait as his body did the work and repaired itself. It would take all night to do so.
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Date: 2010-03-23 03:28 pm (UTC)It seemed to wear it now would prove only counter productive to his efforts to kill himself.
And so he closed his eyes and waited. Waited it out for what he hoped would come and soon. And no, it took barely any time at all.
It was like sleep, at first; drifting out of consciousness to somewhere deeper. And then further than that as it took him. The gentle grip his hand held at all fell away as his hand dropped to the side.
And he was gone, and all that there was left to do, was wait. Wait as his body did the work and repaired itself. It would take all night to do so.