nobody in your bed
04-04-2018, 04:41 PM
| Sleep was a dream that Poser hadn't gotten to live peacefully in... well, in too long. Far too long. Dreamless sleep was the best thing for him, but his mind was far too busy. Too busy, too strange. Nightmares. Hell, he'd been living a nightmare of his own design. At least he was back home. Auster had welcomed him so warmly, the familiarity settling into his system in such a way that couldn't be argued with. Why had he waited so long to return? It was his only regret. The night was dark, settled around his shoulders and swallowing his dark coat whole. Seamlessly, he blends into the night, a careful jog carrying him ever closer to the runestones. They were strange, but he'd never minded that much. Strange and beautiful, terrible and wonderful. A source of closeness to his people... to the other gods... wherever they happened to be. It carried his mind away, if slightly. Where had they all gone? As he arrived at the runestones, Poser's eyes were peeled for something, anything to help bring him closer to rest. Closer to sleep. Closer to dreamless nights and comfort. At this point, he'd know it when he saw it. poser breathy way of saying my name |
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