The heart beats, slowly...but pain rushes through it quickly. As if swords, spears and arrows pierced through it. Arrow of the broken heart.
Not exactly a broken heart, but it felt as if defeat was handed in swiftly, silent and brutal. Enough to bring a collapse in its' functioning systems.
The idiot in possession of this heart watches, as the other heart drifts further away, no matter how close they were in distance.
The battle was not lost, yet, but there is little this idiot can do. Perhaps his mind is clouded, full with confusions and uncertainties, preventing him from thinking clearly and doing what he have to do.
The heart needs to talk.
Meanwhile, the heart continues to beat...slowly....
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