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"Where there is anger, there is always pain underneath."

Three sentence fills - no more, no less. Fanfic and origfic welcome.
"Where there is anger, there is always pain underneath."
Three sentence fills - no more, no less. Fanfic and origfic welcome.
FANDOM: NICHOLAS NICKELBY (Charles Dickens)
Smike's trembling limbs are stick thin, with hardly enough flesh clinging to them to make them whole and what there is of it is covered with mottled bruises and whip red lines of pain, the cruel hand of the Schoolmaster revealed in each ugly stripe. Nicholas has nothing to soothe these wounds with, except for kind words and a warm embrace by the moonlight, the hay of various barns sticking to Smike's rags in spite of all efforts to be rid of it.
Every night Nicholas picks at the hay discontentedly, his anger unspeakable, so he weeps instead, silently, while Smike sleeps cradled against him, happy at last.