I'd worry more... if your feet weren't... weren't signing out to me. I—I hear them. They don't like these streets. They want them... gone...
( so, delirium sounds about right.
by now, his glow is so dull it's barely visible. if he'd had his healing, he'd be fine. he be able to fix himself, and whatever discomfort fenris is feeling. he could patch them up with a wave of his hand — literally — but that's not an option anymore. that thought makes him want to lie down and ask fenris to put him out of his misery, but he wouldn't give the elf so much satisfaction.
so he walks, and he saves his strength for putting one foot before the other. it's hard, but it's better to place his energy into walking than trying to focus on the flashes of vision he's perceiving. past and future, events that never happened and events that he'll never forget. it's maddening, and justice isn't even here to help quell the thoughts and keep them at bay. )
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Date: 2023-01-29 08:45 pm (UTC)( so, delirium sounds about right.
by now, his glow is so dull it's barely visible. if he'd had his healing, he'd be fine. he be able to fix himself, and whatever discomfort fenris is feeling. he could patch them up with a wave of his hand — literally — but that's not an option anymore. that thought makes him want to lie down and ask fenris to put him out of his misery, but he wouldn't give the elf so much satisfaction.
so he walks, and he saves his strength for putting one foot before the other. it's hard, but it's better to place his energy into walking than trying to focus on the flashes of vision he's perceiving. past and future, events that never happened and events that he'll never forget. it's maddening, and justice isn't even here to help quell the thoughts and keep them at bay. )