[Regret. Everything lead back to regret for him. This entire problem was his own damn fault and he knew it. He couldn't even fix it himself. Just another fuck up, in the long run.
He looked up from his thoughts and saw death before him; he couldn't move even if he wanted to. The pain was sharp and sudden, but Sol didn't feel it for very long. The life in him was gone now as he laid in a puddle of his own blood.
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He looked up from his thoughts and saw death before him; he couldn't move even if he wanted to. The pain was sharp and sudden, but Sol didn't feel it for very long. The life in him was gone now as he laid in a puddle of his own blood.
Another thing to regret.]