It broke down the dreams. [He corrects, because it wasn't alright.] All of them it could reach.
[Ronan moves to sit at the table, sinking into a chair. When he speaks again, his voice is quiet, only confessing this because it was so recent, so visceral, and he doesn't know how to keep it locked up when he's back here and helpless to do anything all over again.]
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[Ronan moves to sit at the table, sinking into a chair. When he speaks again, his voice is quiet, only confessing this because it was so recent, so visceral, and he doesn't know how to keep it locked up when he's back here and helpless to do anything all over again.]
My mother.