[ Hopeful wasn't a wrong assumption, even though he felt there wasn't any left at this moment. Bruno was quiet for a moment, turning the thought over in his head as he worked on controlling that endless urge to simply collapse to the stone ground again and weep until something came along to end his suffering.
His family was gone, which meant he desperately wished to be gone, too, but would they agree with that? He balked at pursuing the line of thought further. He knew he would begin crying all over again. He could feel that all too familiar tightness in his chest. ]
How?
[ He asked after that long, silent span of time. There wasn't any real interest or hope in the simple question. It sounded hollow. He hadn't anything to lose by asking but, in that same vein, he wasn't yet sure if he cared to build a world of any kind. ]
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His family was gone, which meant he desperately wished to be gone, too, but would they agree with that? He balked at pursuing the line of thought further. He knew he would begin crying all over again. He could feel that all too familiar tightness in his chest. ]
How?
[ He asked after that long, silent span of time. There wasn't any real interest or hope in the simple question. It sounded hollow. He hadn't anything to lose by asking but, in that same vein, he wasn't yet sure if he cared to build a world of any kind. ]