[ The wristband slides off his hand, dangling from his fingers, and uncovered on his wrist... are innumerable marks cut into the skin, some in neat little tally rows but others more haphazard, overlapping, different lengths and angles and stages of healing— some scarred over, some freshly bleeding with fibers from the wristband still clinging to the wet edges of the cuts from having it pulled away from his skin all at once, the streak of blood making it even harder to count.
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[ The wristband slides off his hand, dangling from his fingers, and uncovered on his wrist... are innumerable marks cut into the skin, some in neat little tally rows but others more haphazard, overlapping, different lengths and angles and stages of healing— some scarred over, some freshly bleeding with fibers from the wristband still clinging to the wet edges of the cuts from having it pulled away from his skin all at once, the streak of blood making it even harder to count.
Is this hope? ]