[ ah, of course. murr would never show pity -- not now, not ever. it's something that shylock has failed in teaching him over and over while he did his best in raising him up again from nothingness after the great calamity did him in.
somehow this very fact, and just... murr in general, is making his heart hurt even more than his flaming heart. indeed, love and hate truly are two sides of the coin, and shylock has never felt so much of both at the same time until now. it's a familiar feeling that puts him in ease despite the intensity of both concepts intermingling in one another. ]
Murr...
[ he sucks in a breath once more, as if the conflicting emotions in his heart is making his affliction worse. he stays there in murr's embrace, writhing in his grasp as they wait for the fire to die out on its own. when it does disappear, he can only pant and catch his breath as he lays limp there, completely exhausted. ]
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somehow this very fact, and just... murr in general, is making his heart hurt even more than his flaming heart. indeed, love and hate truly are two sides of the coin, and shylock has never felt so much of both at the same time until now. it's a familiar feeling that puts him in ease despite the intensity of both concepts intermingling in one another. ]
Murr...
[ he sucks in a breath once more, as if the conflicting emotions in his heart is making his affliction worse. he stays there in murr's embrace, writhing in his grasp as they wait for the fire to die out on its own. when it does disappear, he can only pant and catch his breath as he lays limp there, completely exhausted. ]