"But you're here now," Mohinder pointed out, still shaking a bit and not breathing right from the broken ribs. He was fighting through the pain to try and be clear--at least he had some practice at it.
"You're here now...you haven't lost, but you have to want to hold on. A few weeks ago...you were ready to give up all together, and you're doing it again--one last hurrah before you give up and let yourself disappear..." He didn't even know what he was trying to do, really, just words through the haze of red the pain had turned into. He coughed, and it hurt even more, a little blood coming up that made him wonder about the damage to his lungs.
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Date: 2009-10-26 07:28 pm (UTC)"You're here now...you haven't lost, but you have to want to hold on. A few weeks ago...you were ready to give up all together, and you're doing it again--one last hurrah before you give up and let yourself disappear..." He didn't even know what he was trying to do, really, just words through the haze of red the pain had turned into. He coughed, and it hurt even more, a little blood coming up that made him wonder about the damage to his lungs.
"What happens when I'm gone?"