A/N: Number two.
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'Heads a crying wasteland.' River sat in her room trying to block out the voices in her head.
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'Filled with shame.' She felt sad and ashamed of what she had done. But she couldn't help it. It's what they made her.
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'Cried for help before.' River lay on her bed; she was so tired. Everyone else was asleep; they wouldn't come.
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'Nobody came.' She thought no one would come to help her. They didn't know her pain. But he came. He held her in his arms until she couldn't hear the voices, until she fell asleep. He is her rock.