He vomits, body twisting under my hands, but I am relentless. I will have him free, and at last it is done. He is limp underneath me, and I carry him to the water and wash the vomit from his skin and clothes. My hands are quite tender.
"You are free, now," I say, smiling. "Of everything but me."
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Date: 2013-07-15 09:19 pm (UTC)"You are free, now," I say, smiling. "Of everything but me."