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May. 21st, 2013 09:30 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
seeingtwofoldHe feels empty now. Quiet. Like leaving a grounded space to the middle of a barren desert.
The Skaian Battlefield isn't quiet or empty, but its like it isn't actually here. Like it's a dream - a dream where he can see and his body doesn't ache with every movement. Where he can't feel them inside of him.
It's not that he can't feel things. He still feels it all, the pain, the way his mind had broken into pieces with guilt. But it doesn't stop him from moving.
Prospitians see him and don't like his presence, but he distracts them easily enough. He lets them stop hurting once they are no longer a threat.
He finds himself nestled at the base of a rocky, checkered craig, his wings folded down and his hood draped low over his eyes.
The Skaian Battlefield isn't quiet or empty, but its like it isn't actually here. Like it's a dream - a dream where he can see and his body doesn't ache with every movement. Where he can't feel them inside of him.
It's not that he can't feel things. He still feels it all, the pain, the way his mind had broken into pieces with guilt. But it doesn't stop him from moving.
Prospitians see him and don't like his presence, but he distracts them easily enough. He lets them stop hurting once they are no longer a threat.
He finds himself nestled at the base of a rocky, checkered craig, his wings folded down and his hood draped low over his eyes.
