Stephen looks at her for a lingering moment, as if heβs not inclined to reply. And yet this is not something about himself that he feels the need to hide β nothing that he should be ashamed of, not any longer. Again, heβs climbed that mountain and has the strength (and the cognizance to know of his faults) to accept the past as somethingβ¦ defining.
And so, he slowly drops his hand back to his side.]
Car accident. My hands were severely injured β the sort of injuries youβd expect from them quite literally being crushed. Bones, ligaments, nerves.
[He remembers waking up in the hospital that day, memory emblazoned in his mind. Heβll never forget the sight of his hands set before him, wrought with metal pins. His chart, the results glaring up at him, officially beheading his career.]
It's sorcery, actually, that aids me in regaining the use of them. But theyβll never be the same as they once were.
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Stephen looks at her for a lingering moment, as if heβs not inclined to reply. And yet this is not something about himself that he feels the need to hide β nothing that he should be ashamed of, not any longer. Again, heβs climbed that mountain and has the strength (and the cognizance to know of his faults) to accept the past as somethingβ¦ defining.
And so, he slowly drops his hand back to his side.]
Car accident. My hands were severely injured β the sort of injuries youβd expect from them quite literally being crushed. Bones, ligaments, nerves.
[He remembers waking up in the hospital that day, memory emblazoned in his mind. Heβll never forget the sight of his hands set before him, wrought with metal pins. His chart, the results glaring up at him, officially beheading his career.]
It's sorcery, actually, that aids me in regaining the use of them. But theyβll never be the same as they once were.