| YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND THE THINGS I HEAR AND SEE. YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT I FEEL FROM THEM. | |
Vlad considered the other man next to him. He had so many nervous ticks, and while vlad wasn't one to really feel pity, he would at least try to ease it some. Being nervous made it hard to think alot of times. But he... had no idea how to ease it, so he stayed where he sat precariously on the wall, hands folded loosely in his lap as he slouched forward, blond hair smacking him in the face.
"I've dreamed of a lot of different ways to die. That moon smashing into us was one of my dreams after I was told the story of the moon falling." He looked up at the moon with Pallin, considering it, emerald eyes squinting in it's bright light, blinking a few times at the large, bright silver orb.
"But yeah, it's really pretty."He held the rest of his words to his self, and looked back down to Pallin.
"You ok?" It was... the best he could do he guessed. The guy
was stuttering alot, and he didn't really 'sense' any danger so...
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