[The quiet rhythm of Annie's breathing is enough to push Noctis back into sleep mere minutes later. It's not unlike slipping back underwater, clear and cool, and he'll take her with him, gladly. Dragging her under, a gentle pull, like a child tugging at a sleeve. Having forgotten completely the reason why she visited in the first place, because all that matters now is rest.
Rest. He compels her with everything that he is, just rest now.]
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somnifacient) wrote2017-03-25 01:39 am
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Rest. He compels her with everything that he is, just rest now.]