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writetomyheart2020-04-10 12:03 am
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[team three]
I’m sorry I’m so late 🙇♂️🙇♂️🙇♂️
Everything’s been such a mess with the covid—19 pandemic. I’m working in a health care facility tapped to exclusively cater to that specific disease, and while I haven’t been deployed into the covid-19 ward (aka the warzone) yet, it’s still scary af. There is so much anxiety and uncertainty in my part as a contractual nurse and as a person with co-morbities that would endanger my life were I to get the virus. I’ve been thinking and talking so much but my actual fic would just be a drabble so I apologize again. 😭😭😭
The challenge in raising a child wasn’t something Taiga had anticipated. Taiga was badly injured, physically and emotionally, when he first brought the young Soya home. His back bleeding from discipline whip marks and his heart in shreds after finding out that Juri has died, he went against the rules of seclusion one last tine and set out to the place that Juri called his home. He found not a chunk of flesh nor a splint or bone, not even a sliver of Juri’s soul. But in the wreckage, Taiga heard a small whimper. A child hidden away in a dead tree stump, shivering from the cold feeling of resentment teeming from this place. All he knew then was that desire to protect and honor the last of Juri’s memories.
I’m so sorry. It’s your turn,![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
defiancebyfire.
Everything’s been such a mess with the covid—19 pandemic. I’m working in a health care facility tapped to exclusively cater to that specific disease, and while I haven’t been deployed into the covid-19 ward (aka the warzone) yet, it’s still scary af. There is so much anxiety and uncertainty in my part as a contractual nurse and as a person with co-morbities that would endanger my life were I to get the virus. I’ve been thinking and talking so much but my actual fic would just be a drabble so I apologize again. 😭😭😭
The challenge in raising a child wasn’t something Taiga had anticipated. Taiga was badly injured, physically and emotionally, when he first brought the young Soya home. His back bleeding from discipline whip marks and his heart in shreds after finding out that Juri has died, he went against the rules of seclusion one last tine and set out to the place that Juri called his home. He found not a chunk of flesh nor a splint or bone, not even a sliver of Juri’s soul. But in the wreckage, Taiga heard a small whimper. A child hidden away in a dead tree stump, shivering from the cold feeling of resentment teeming from this place. All he knew then was that desire to protect and honor the last of Juri’s memories.
I’m so sorry. It’s your turn,
defiancebyfire.