likethelight: (『worn』no relief)
⛧ Aʟʟᴇɴ "ɴᴏᴛ ᴀ ᴘʀɪᴇsᴛ" Wᴀʟᴋᴇʀ ★ ([personal profile] likethelight) wrote in [community profile] nysalogs 2017-12-12 12:19 pm (UTC)

[ …?

It takes him a muzzy, almost sleepy moment to realize he hasn’t fallen, the ground isn’t pressed uncomfortably against his face. It’s warm and smells like … an acrid, terrible smell he can’t get away from because it feels like it’s inside his head, but beyond that--lillies. Maybe he’s imagining it. But it’s peaceful, like he could just fall asleep like this and that’d be okay.

Except that he seems to struggle against himself for a moment, attention fluttering in an almost panicked alarm as he realizes that and brings a hand up to graze her elbow. Almost like he means to grasp her arm to tell her it’s alright, he can stand, will stand, but has no grip to. So he just brushes her arm gently and seems to lose a bit of the battle, sagging lightly.

You're all right.

Shit.

Feeling his consciousness fade without even the sense to realize it’s going dark, he can only nod faintly despite his own disappointment before going limp. ]

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