Sleeves Will Go Ragged

The hospital. Was this real? Was he really back at the start? All those mistakes, every person he’d lost, killed, driven away… He stood and stared at his face in the mirror, a face younger and more innocent than the one he’d seen in Alexandria’s mirrors, in the prison’s dusty windows, even in the station house that first time. He watched his features harden, the eyes sink and the brow furrow. He watched determination settle over him like a blanket of snow, chilling him to an icy resolve. Screw it. If there was even a chance he could do this all over again things were going to go goddamn different. EDIT: DO NOT POST TO OTHER SITES