01-01-2008, 03:55 AM
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The night was quiet now. The empty church offered no settling creaks or groans or any other pretentious signs that it was alive. Instinctively, he pulled the blankets closer around himself and moved closer to Ahren as well. It was warmth, among other things. Companionship, friendship perhaps, if they still wanted to call if that. He appreciated it, even when there were no more words like tonight; they had too much in common and so little at the same time. They could talk about everything and yet, neither knew the details of the other's life. Maybe it didn't matter after all, everything they each had done and all the phantoms that hung in the backs of their minds, demons and monsters and ghosts that spoke when no one else was looking. The thought that they didn't matter to someone else was comforting to some degree, even if he claimed to be a nihlist. But those thoughts were too heavy and his head felt weighted enough with the dull, pulsating throbs. Laruku sighed and did not think when he burrowed his face into Ahren's shoulder, exhausted and suddenly asleep.
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The night was quiet now. The empty church offered no settling creaks or groans or any other pretentious signs that it was alive. Instinctively, he pulled the blankets closer around himself and moved closer to Ahren as well. It was warmth, among other things. Companionship, friendship perhaps, if they still wanted to call if that. He appreciated it, even when there were no more words like tonight; they had too much in common and so little at the same time. They could talk about everything and yet, neither knew the details of the other's life. Maybe it didn't matter after all, everything they each had done and all the phantoms that hung in the backs of their minds, demons and monsters and ghosts that spoke when no one else was looking. The thought that they didn't matter to someone else was comforting to some degree, even if he claimed to be a nihlist. But those thoughts were too heavy and his head felt weighted enough with the dull, pulsating throbs. Laruku sighed and did not think when he burrowed his face into Ahren's shoulder, exhausted and suddenly asleep.