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Zoltan's eyes widened in shock and horror. He didn't want to believe it, but… his father never lied. He had never seen the reason to.
"O-Over here," Zoltan said, motioning over. It was the night of the storm.
Zoltan's eyes widened in shock and horror. He didn't want to believe it, but… his father never lied. He had never seen the reason to.
"O-Over here," Zoltan said, motioning over. It was the night of the storm.
"Here? Okay, what's blank, the whole night?" Zoltan asked.
Garthy nodded.
"We have to find that memory that might tell us what's going on with your father's eye. There might be a way to remove your soul from your dad's eye. Do you want me to do that to your sister too?" He turned to Garthy.
Garthy nodded.
"Please. I don't want to see her suffer."
“Okay. We need to go to the very back of your mind. Wait a minute,” he walked forward a bit. “So, this is what you wear while having sex. Kinky,” Zoltan smirked. “Now, lead me to the back of your mind my Prince of memories.”
Garthy punched Zoltan's arm lightly.
"Did you have to look at that?" He chuckled, leading him back to the back of his mind.
“Yes, because it is very sexy. Here are the chains I was talking about. Did you even know those were here?” He asked touching the chains.
Garthy felt Zoltan touching the chains, sucking in a breath.
"No," he said.
"I don't think they've never been there before."
He found the lock and looked to Garthy. “Think you have the key?”
"I- I don't know. Where would it be?"
Zoltan walked over to Garthy and smiled touching his chest. “Your heart,” Zoltan whispered into his ear.
Garthy teared up a bit.
"I-I don't even know if I have one anymore…" He leaned into Zoltan.
“Hey, look at me,” he said softly, stroking Garthy’s hair.
Garthy leaned into Zoltan's touch, looking at him.
“I know you have a heart. You wouldn’t be able to cry or be upset or angry if you didn’t. If you can fall in love then you’re just as human as me even though I’m messed up we’re both human. No matter if you were in a snow storm and you were left alone. We have each other and I believe that’s enough. Okay? Now, put your hand on the lock and unchain that memory with all emotion you have. I love you Garthy. I know you have a heart. So, use it okay? I’ll be right here. I always will be right here,” he kissed Garthy on the forehead. “Now, I want to stop being dominant so go and turn yourself back to normal!”
Garthy hugged Zoltan.
"Thank you," He said, giving a small smile. He put his hand on the lock, channeling all of his emotional power into it.
Zoltan stood back as the lock started to brake. he can finally be free
Garthy smiled as the lock started to brake, using his other hand to reach back and hold onto Zoltan's. But, then, something happened- Garthy was flung back, slamming into a memory.
"Garthy!" Zoltan started to bang on the memory, but it didn't let him in. "You better come back or I'll kill you!"
It was a memory of his time in the snowstorm; right after, when he was freezing to death under a thick layer of snow. He shivered, curling in on himself. He didn't have the energy to move, and he could barely breathe. He was terrified.
"Garthy! Move! Don't be consumed by the snow! Don't let your dad do this to you!" He yelled still banging on the memory.
Shivers racked Garthy's body as he slowly, weakly tried to claw at the snow.
"Zoltan, I'm scared!"
"Hey Garthy, listen to me. You can do this okay? Remember when I said I'm right here. You can do this okay. Don't give in to your father okay? I'm right here." he said softly.
Garthy paused, taking as deep of a breath as he could.
"Okay. O-okay." With that, he started working away at the snow again, methodically this time.
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