[ Alex stares at the ghost, watches it with wide, almost dazed eyes, watches the way it weakens but never fully tires, never dies. Trapped eternally under that sword.
He shudders at the thought, rubs a hand over his face, weary after just that battle. And then that voice comes and he whirls around to see that man again, Walter, and little Walter runs over to hug the older tight around the knees.
My brother - shit. Shit fuck goddammit. He watches Walter warily, jaw clenched so tight his teeth hurt. ]
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He shudders at the thought, rubs a hand over his face, weary after just that battle. And then that voice comes and he whirls around to see that man again, Walter, and little Walter runs over to hug the older tight around the knees.
My brother - shit. Shit fuck goddammit. He watches Walter warily, jaw clenched so tight his teeth hurt. ]