My mind still races

 
 The man had done everything he could to keep his mind on his job since Kassander had become king. Winter however, had other plans for him as the season had killed all of the plants he needed to do hks job. All that was left of the herbs was what he had tucked away under his tree as he dared not go into Callisto's den to see what she had stored away.

With no patients to care for, no herbs to harvest and no students to teach, the only thing Max had left was to continuously reorganize his stores or go insane because his mind wouldnt shut off. He had already spent a week reorganizing between the time she had disappeared and now but the longer he worked at it the less efective it became at keeping Callisto off his mind.

Sleepily, Maximous would drop to his stomach near the entrance of his den. Sleep did not come easily to him as his mind was forever running. When it did come, it did not stay as a dream of the girl would wake him. Sometimes he would awake expecting to see her there as if she had been laying next to him other times he would burst from the ground frantically searching for her until he realized he'd had a nightmare. 

This would be one of those times that his eyes would close to see nothing more than the back of his eyelids for hours as his mind refused to be silenced. 

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