【生肉搬运】鸟雀Passerine 第五章(30)

Then they stepped back, surveying their work. Tommy was polished. Tommy was spotless.
Tommy was dead.
Of all the things that could have broken him, Techno didn’t understand why it had to be the sight of Tommy actually looking clean. He’d held it together when they were walking back to camp, he’d held it together when Wilbur pinned him with accusations that simply echoed what the voices had been saying for years. Monster, monster, monster. He’d killed a thousand men, seen allies eviscerated and witnessed the fall of kingdoms. He’d seen Philza kneel. He’d seen the world end a hundred times over and watched its people rebuild it over and over while he stood back, helpless, wanting to scream at them for being foolish but also yearning, with all his might, to be able to love something enough to also love what grew from its ruins.