After Delphine drifted to sleep, it was only moments before Noah followed her. Throughout the night, the only time he would let her go was when he body woke him up to stoke the fire. Even in the state he was in, he could not let it go out. It was a crime. It was death. They needed their fire. It took him extra long each time because he had to focus harder than normal, but he was intentional even through the pain of his head and the way his stomach threatened to spill everything out whenever he moved, to make sure their house stayed warm.
-FINISHED
Nightmares on a Snowy Lane
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the Forsaken
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Age: 34 | Height: 6'2 | Race: Demi-god | Nationality: Natural | Citizenship: Halo Level: 10 - Strg: 51 - Dext: 51 - Endr: 53 - Luck: 49 - Int: 1 EIRA - Mythical - Griffin (Venom) VI’ADORE - Mythical - Unicorn (Healing)
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06-04-2020, 02:52 PM
NOAH
I wait and tell myself "life ain't chess,"
She did not have any more words to say, and neither did he. He just laid there, holding her, listening to her breathe. It felt so peaceful to be here, he had almost forgotten the accounts that led up to it. He wanted to forget. He wanted to forget that the world outside was croken and scared, that his friend died in an attempt to save them, that he got drunk and cried and confessed his life to her (though, that part still felt okay). He sighed, half exhausted and half satisfied, and the pain grew in the back of his skull.
But no one comes in and yes, you're alone... |
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