For that -- well, it's gone now. Everything's so out of order lately, Tim, I don't I don't know which way's up. It's okay now, though. It's It'll be okay for a little.
[he doesn't know; that's the one thing that hasn't come to him in bits and pieces, like a puzzle he isn't allowed to know the shape of. he sees tim in a priest's collar, tim in khaki, tim in another world. he blinks and sees nothing.]
[the apologies that usually stay caught up in his mind, held behind tight lips and careful breaths seem to spill out easier these days. not being as honest, as forthright as possible seems to burn, and koby can't keep himself from saying aloud everything in his head.]
[but the alternative, keeping his thoughts inside -- the images, the symbols, the words and names and places -- is unthinkable. it needs to be heard, or he'll die from carrying it around, he's sure.]
If I write it all out, it'll be okay, I think. Everyone will be warned and safe, if I can do that.
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Date: 2025-09-09 03:43 am (UTC)You can help me move the flock into the church tomorrow. They need to hear this.
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Date: 2025-09-09 04:09 am (UTC)I don't know which way's up. It's okay now, though. It's
It'll be okay for a little.
Hear what?
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Date: 2025-09-09 04:13 am (UTC)The sermon. People are scared. It'll give them hope.
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Date: 2025-09-10 12:53 am (UTC)[he doesn't know; that's the one thing that hasn't come to him in bits and pieces, like a puzzle he isn't allowed to know the shape of. he sees tim in a priest's collar, tim in khaki, tim in another world. he blinks and sees nothing.]
What's it about?
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Date: 2025-09-10 04:05 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2025-09-10 04:20 am (UTC)Guilty? Scared. Mostly guilty.
Maybe there'll be less to see, after the sermon.
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Date: 2025-09-10 05:00 am (UTC)Nevermind. We keep faith.
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Date: 2025-09-10 03:22 pm (UTC)But you also never let it hold you back. You make the right choice. The brave one. It's not your fault, what happens next.
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Date: 2025-09-10 03:27 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2025-09-10 04:27 pm (UTC)Not sure. I was sure, then it slipped away.
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Date: 2025-09-10 08:34 pm (UTC)Is it crowded, there?
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Date: 2025-09-11 03:25 am (UTC)[the apologies that usually stay caught up in his mind, held behind tight lips and careful breaths seem to spill out easier these days. not being as honest, as forthright as possible seems to burn, and koby can't keep himself from saying aloud everything in his head.]
Thank you.
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Date: 2025-09-11 03:44 am (UTC)[ That's for him to do, kneeling in prayer and beating the sins of the day from himself so that Koby won't have to. ]
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Date: 2025-09-11 04:04 am (UTC)[but the alternative, keeping his thoughts inside -- the images, the symbols, the words and names and places -- is unthinkable. it needs to be heard, or he'll die from carrying it around, he's sure.]
If I write it all out, it'll be okay, I think. Everyone will be warned and safe, if I can do that.
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