thistle
Patience is a becoming trait.
Warmth that was all too familiar pooled inside his body once more and with boneless weariness, Jun fell onto his side, the blankets billowing out before him. "Gone..." he breathed, and gave a broken sigh as he watched Raya disappear from the room. Her words were indiscernible as the darkness increased around his vision. "The memories...are gone. Away."
Sending a silent thanks to the retreating girl, Jun wrapped himself tighter in the blankets and fell victim to the depth of unconsciousness.
Sending a silent thanks to the retreating girl, Jun wrapped himself tighter in the blankets and fell victim to the depth of unconsciousness.