I unlock the door that leads downstairs. I go to his cell and look through the bars. He's standing at the window, shirtless. He's looking at the moon. The blood rushes up to my cheeks. Watching him like this, it makes me happy for some reason, yet sad. It's because of the longing in his eyes. They're filled with sorrow. I unlock the cell and lay the plate on his bed. I lean against the bars, just to make sure he eats it. He slowly turns to look at me.
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