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✦ ~ Hay tristeza en sus ojos hablando y callando ~ Y bailando conmigo ~ Una pena lejana que llega a mi alma ~ Y se hace cariño ~ ✦

(disclaimer: her hands are heavily referenced from a photo! still working on hand anatomy)

[[Camilo monologue for context]]

“I don’t mind most of the nightmares. I get to see the goats. I don’t remember them much, but it’s nice hearing them talk. I see Ratau, too. Those ones make me jump awake, sometimes. But those aren’t the worst ones. It’s a way to honor him, really. Remember what I did to him. What you forced me to do. And every now and then, I don’t have my axe, and we play knucklebones together instead.

The worst ones have you in them. Because, there, you aren’t you, and I’m not who I am now. They remind me of when I used to pray that you would change. Find some softness for me. Some.. anything for me.

Before the final battle, I prayed that I’d be worth changing for, too.

I know where those nightmares are. You don’t have your chains in them. I don’t have my axe.

Those are the worst ones.”