(From Chapter 21 of #ThoseWhoCreateAndDestroy. A violent ritual left a strange void in Max's chest. With Jules at work in the alchemy lab seeking a cure, Rory does his best to hold himself together for Max while, as the void grows, she seems to slip further and further away.)
She was quiet a moment. Then, “I bet you think sometimes how great it would be if you could walk out of here and forget I ever existed.”
Rory sat up. “Max. What the fuck?”
“How you’d actually have a life outside this room if it wasn’t for me.”
“I never said anything like that.”
“You didn’t have to.”
Rory ground his teeth. “Fine. You wanna get real? The only problem I have with you is how you won’t quit saying stuff like that—about how I’m not into you anymore, and how I don’t want you, and how I’m probably gonna leave you someday. I fucking hate it, okay? It makes me feel like nothing I do for you even matters.”
“It doesn’t.” Max’s lips curved in a hollow smile. “No matter what you put into it, a void is empty. It knows—it feels—it is—nothing.”
(Technically this chapter's not due out till tomorrow, but it was already ready to go, so here's the unlisted link: https://readformandvoid.com/the-nullweaver-cycle/those-who-create-and-destroy/chapter-twenty-one/ )
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