 ~ Rise and Rise Again, Until Lambs become Lions ~
A weak hearted and rather brief chuckle left him as he watched Raiden start to examine the box. "I had no such notion."
His words fell rather silent as the white, creamy paste inside the container was revealed to the light. Something tight wrenched his gut around itself, making him gag with the sudden desire to vomit. It had absolutely nothing to do with the cream inside, if anything the substance carried the scent of mint and juniper and was almost calming. Memories. Damn memories. And his voice was tight with them. "It's an ointment, for your shoulder. She noticed you were still a little sore when you joined us for the last year, so she made this for you...it's all natural and you just have to rub it on...She hopes, it will help..."
__________________ I've got a fire for a heart._________________________________________________
I'm not scared of the dark._________________________________________
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