this lighthouse I built to guide my feet has burned out and I forgot where I'm going
Not go to sleep… so don’t.
“Don’t go to sleep,” she repeats dutifully back, even while her head sinks into a hand. She’s tired, yes, but that’s not at the forefront of her mind right now. It’s the cold, the wind and the water that seems to have seeped into her bones. Raza does her best to help Adam out, but her fingers fumble with her clothing and she can’t quite figure out how to get the short, flimsy thing off.
Despite her efforts to assist, she really does very little except start to try to take her clothing off. The Ascended might be able to tell that there are some stinging cuts and abrasions, but nothing too deep that nothing that could cause blood loss.
“M’cold,” she says by way of explanation, any fucks about modesty thrown out the window with the howling wind and the Torcher way of life. All that matters to her is that she needs to get warm. And stay awake. And even that is second to getting warm.
“Don’t go to sleep,” she repeats dutifully back, even while her head sinks into a hand. She’s tired, yes, but that’s not at the forefront of her mind right now. It’s the cold, the wind and the water that seems to have seeped into her bones. Raza does her best to help Adam out, but her fingers fumble with her clothing and she can’t quite figure out how to get the short, flimsy thing off.
Despite her efforts to assist, she really does very little except start to try to take her clothing off. The Ascended might be able to tell that there are some stinging cuts and abrasions, but nothing too deep that nothing that could cause blood loss.
“M’cold,” she says by way of explanation, any fucks about modesty thrown out the window with the howling wind and the Torcher way of life. All that matters to her is that she needs to get warm. And stay awake. And even that is second to getting warm.
RAZA
