intention erased

SAMUEL stretch out my life & pick the seams out The College was nearing now, something Sam was both happy for and terrified about; he had made this decision so quickly and still felt it was the right thing to do, but the realities of what he'd agreed to were really beginning to sink in with each further step he took. At least Deimos reassured him he would still be able to make his books after...if that were the case (and he didn't think Deimos was the kind to lie) he supposed it wasn't all that bad. It wasn't like he'd feel the pain, after all. "How...soon do you think you could make it? I wouldn't like to be out of action too long, especially not with LongNight coming..." He chewed at his lip as the door came into view, forcing himself to glance over at Deimos instead. take what you like, but close my ears and eyes, watch me stumble over and over.