The death |open, letter| Of my mind

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    Atticus wasn't getting any better, with the brain damage and head trauma as well as countless other things going on in that chemically unbalanced brain of his the moose's mental state was only getting worse if anything and that was why he knew he couldn't come back to Windclan, even after a week. Even so with the countless hours spent trying to find a remedy for his own instanity Atticus Hacksaw missed his family, his people greatly.
    But he could not let them face the horrible reality that was this state of mind. He couldn't see Windclan. Not like this.
    That's why the cervid left a letter at the border, the smell of burnt sage taking over to mask his smell so no one could find the path he took to leave.


    Written in black, his handwriting was worse than the last piece of writing he made before leaving. Words were scattered, letters misshapen and punctuation skipped. The condition of his writing reflected the state of his mind.


    To Henr
    To the Hacks
    To Windclan.


    This is going to be harder longer than expected i dont seem to be getting any better but i really really am trying.
    Due to some episodes ive experienced some head trauma and its not helping me much but my travels found me people that treated it. But my symptoms still remain. Thats proof this is not physical and this is all more the reason why i have to stay away
    whats going on with me is horrifying and even though i miss you all very much i cant let you see me like this
    even i dont want to see me like this
    Henry, I still love you very dearly. More than ever, and for always. I will make it back to you, I swear to the moon and back
    Peter, I'm sorry. There isnt a day that goes by where Im not thinking of you, my son. Stay strong please.
    Percival, Melchoir, Clara, Alter, Abba* is going to be home soon. I promise. I love you all
    Kate, I hope you are doing well. I promise I will return and you wont be alone
    Pluto, I am so proud of you
    Vader, This is all your fa in order to keep my image, I will not write what I think of you.


    I miss you dearly, Windclan. All of you.


    Atticus Hacksaw


    //OOC NOTE *ABBA means "father" In Hebrew

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    I have my father's eyes | 4/21

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    "Hey Hen-hen, you got mail." The possessed Advisor trotted over to the piece of paper, barely skimming the words before she released a little sigh. Boring shit.
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    Oliver Queen-Stark
    "The Arrow"


    He frowned as he saw what Victorianpaw was talking about. "Victorianpaw, this is no laughing matter," he advised her. He wasn't sure how else to respond to Atticus' letter, since it wasn't really for him.


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    When you feel my heat
    Look into my eyes
    It’s where my demons hide
    It’s where my demons hide
    {Demons by Imagine Dragons}

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