<a href="https://possiblyfunny.tumblr.com/" style="text-decoration:underline;">possiblyfunny</a>:
<p><i>…Hey…</i></p><p><i>[pushes drawing off to the side, leaning in a little closer to the microphone] </i></p><p><i>Fire…</i> Just… <i>let it out.</i> It’s okay to be sad. It’s okay to feel hurt. It’s okay to not be okay. Even the strongest of us fall apart sometimes—<i>and that’s okay.</i></p><p>You’ve been through <i>far</i> too much, for <i>far</i> too long. You’ve dealt with everything <i>all</i> on your own—and that changes <i>today.</i></p><p>I want you to know that I’m here for you. Maybe not physically… even though I want to be—and I’m sorry that I can’t be. But I’m here for you. Even if you don’t need me, I’ll still be here, okay? I care about you. <i>Always. </i></p><p>You are <i>not</i> alone, my friend.</p><p><i>I promise.</i></p>
You can still hear his quiet cries through the mic. Even with your gentle words, he just… Can’t stop. He hunches over himself, kneeling in the snow. Shaking and sobbing, unable to pull himself together.
“Don’t you get it…?” Comes his voice. So quiet, despite its ethereal nature.
“You shouldn’t be here at all. Not on this mountain. Not for me. Not for anything.”
“I don’t need help. I don’t need comfort. I don’t need anything. I just need to keep my composure. I just need…”
He sniffles, wiping a hand over his eyes.
“… i just need some time alone. i’m sorry.”
“mount silver is such a vast place. there’s far more to see out there than just me. don’t you need to continue investigating?”
