Those who share our broken hearts

CW: A lot of grief, survivor's guilt

A face swam into Jinn’s vision. Eyes green like the sea pierced into him. His vision was blurry. Every breath pinched his lungs and the room didn't stop spinning around him. He curled his legs against his chest like a shield but the dizziness was getting worse with every movement. He closed his eyes and pressed his forehead to his knees.

“I’m sorry. I’m so sorry,” he said again and again until a hand touched his shoulder. He winced and lifted his head to look at her but her face was still calm as far as he could see.

“It’s okay,” a woman said in a low voice, gently brushing the hair out of his face. “You are safe here.”

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Clipped Wings

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CW: manhandling, grief, reference to past trauma

Jinn’s feet hurt but he kept walking. Jagged shadows followed him and he couldn’t stop looking back every few steps. He kept himself close to the side of the road, hoping they wouldn’t notice him and he felt so stupid and small. Shadows weren’t alive. They couldn’t move on their own.

Until they did, a small voice in his mind insisted.

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Alone again

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CW: captivity, nightmares, grief, self-blame, references to past traumata

It was late already but Jinn couldn’t sleep.

The shadows moved around him as if they were alive. They whispered his name. Again and again.

They are just shadows. They can’t talk.

He knew that. He knew it was just the wind outside. He knew the shadows couldn’t hurt him. Not here. Not now. But still, he couldn’t close his eyes without seeing them reach for him with their long claws and ...

#Unsung Heroes #Jinn will fly #whump writing #long-term captivity #nightmares #grief #death mention #emotional whump #loneliness