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Chocolate Chip Shanshu
Dying didn’t hurt. Not much. It was a blessing, really. He was an old man, and he’d suffered a long time. Mental and physical, his constant pain blended over the years to the point he couldn’t tell the ache of his heart apart from the wounds of his flesh.
Death brought an intense, but brief, stabbing end to the pain. It was over in an instant. Just a flash of bright agony, then disintegration, then nothing.
Nothing was all right. There was peace in it. And besides, he’d slain the dragon. His life was complete. Wrapped up. And the dragon was dead. Nothing and nowhere were just fine—a hell of a lot more comfortable than who and where he used to be.
So when he felt the sun beating down on his bare skin, he screamed not because he’d been dead, but because he knew he was alive. He screamed, refusing to open his eyes even when coarse, unfamiliar hands grasped and shook him. He blocked out the loud and curious voices surrounding him, and screamed himself back into the void.
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