05-01-2009, 07:55 PM
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After the dark man had finished attending to his wound and had lead him to a room with a bed Onus had finally taken the painkillers. He did all he could to avoid putting any chemicals into his body, but he thought they might help him get the rest that he so needed. If he didn't rest than all of the medic's hard work would go to waste. So he had laid down and closed his hidden eyes while his mind slipped into unconsciousness. Sleep he did, though it was an unrest kind. The man had been transported back to his childhood. Back to the first time he had almost died.
His mother sunk her teeth into his small form and tore his flesh, let his blood weep from him. He didn't understand. He hadn't done anything wrong had he? He was a good boy wasn't he? Why was she hurting him like this? The boy cried and screamed as his mother's assault continued. He felt it all over again. Every bite. Every cut. Every tear. He felt his fragile mind once again cave in on itself, becoming the black hole that sucked out all his emotions. "Why?" he whispered in his sleep, almost a whine. He didn't understand, and it hurt so much.
Unconsciously the man had clutched at the sheets under him, his claws ripping holes them. His mind was assaulted with pain both real and fake which awakened him. The aching in his shoulder had increased due to his muscles tightening. Grimacing he relaxed his left arm and tentatively felt it with his right hand. It had been a long time since he had felt so much pain. He was lucky to have lived though. Now just as the last time. He heaved a sigh that was lost to the silence as his right arm returned to lay in its place. He was about to slip back into his fitful slumber when that soft voice called his name.
His head turned on the pillow to look at her, her head stuck through the crack in the door. "Cwmfen..." The man's voice was still quite weak and had lost some of its roughness. It was clear that he did not reject her company. He actually welcomed it. The woad woman would not torture him as his mind was.
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After the dark man had finished attending to his wound and had lead him to a room with a bed Onus had finally taken the painkillers. He did all he could to avoid putting any chemicals into his body, but he thought they might help him get the rest that he so needed. If he didn't rest than all of the medic's hard work would go to waste. So he had laid down and closed his hidden eyes while his mind slipped into unconsciousness. Sleep he did, though it was an unrest kind. The man had been transported back to his childhood. Back to the first time he had almost died.
His mother sunk her teeth into his small form and tore his flesh, let his blood weep from him. He didn't understand. He hadn't done anything wrong had he? He was a good boy wasn't he? Why was she hurting him like this? The boy cried and screamed as his mother's assault continued. He felt it all over again. Every bite. Every cut. Every tear. He felt his fragile mind once again cave in on itself, becoming the black hole that sucked out all his emotions. "Why?" he whispered in his sleep, almost a whine. He didn't understand, and it hurt so much.
Unconsciously the man had clutched at the sheets under him, his claws ripping holes them. His mind was assaulted with pain both real and fake which awakened him. The aching in his shoulder had increased due to his muscles tightening. Grimacing he relaxed his left arm and tentatively felt it with his right hand. It had been a long time since he had felt so much pain. He was lucky to have lived though. Now just as the last time. He heaved a sigh that was lost to the silence as his right arm returned to lay in its place. He was about to slip back into his fitful slumber when that soft voice called his name.
His head turned on the pillow to look at her, her head stuck through the crack in the door. "Cwmfen..." The man's voice was still quite weak and had lost some of its roughness. It was clear that he did not reject her company. He actually welcomed it. The woad woman would not torture him as his mind was.