Fuck you, it's hard to talk about, I'll get there when I damn well please.
[If that's surprisingly snappish, well, he's already tired and he hasn't hardly begun. It hurts to relive, even enough for a brief telling.]
I was sick. The Scourge, far enough along for the fever dreams and hallucinations to set in, by the time you arrived. And of course, you healed it, because what else would you have done?
My body recovered before my mind. I was 'awake,' able to move but not yet lucid - the reverse of sleep paralysis. And I thought the shape standing over my bed was a monster, and struck true.
...No one ever talks about how dangerous it is to always have a lethal weapon just a will away.
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[If that's surprisingly snappish, well, he's already tired and he hasn't hardly begun. It hurts to relive, even enough for a brief telling.]
I was sick. The Scourge, far enough along for the fever dreams and hallucinations to set in, by the time you arrived. And of course, you healed it, because what else would you have done?
My body recovered before my mind. I was 'awake,' able to move but not yet lucid - the reverse of sleep paralysis. And I thought the shape standing over my bed was a monster, and struck true.
...No one ever talks about how dangerous it is to always have a lethal weapon just a will away.