Kane Frost (hurtme_loveme) wrote in forgotten_gods, @ 2009-12-07 18:33:00 |
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Current music: | Clint Mansell - Requiem for a Dream |
Entry tags: | hypnos, kane frost |
This is the silent place; a place to face the agony.
Who: Hypnos (oversleeper) and Kane Frost (hurtme_loveme)
What: Found you at last, my elusive mystery.
Where: Generic mortal's home.
When: Midnight
Warnings: None.
Weary eyes could barely stay open even though it was already early evening, and when he tried to sit up, the world was sliding around and he felt extremely light-headed. He barely managed to crawl his way to the bathroom and locked himself inside for a good fifteen minutes, alternating between throwing up and trying to breathe.
He had promised Tyki he'd stay and wait for him tonight, but he knew he wouldn't be able to last. Putting his clothes back on, the door clicked shut behind him as the incubus made his way down the corridor and disappeared into the faceless after-work crowd on the streets.
He spent a few more hours at home, eating a bit, staring almost longingly at his unfinished painting. He had the inspiration and he had the motivation to do it but his hands were shaking and death, right now, felt like a more bearable punishment.
The skies were pitch-black when Kane entered the room silently, the warmth and comfort in the stillness and quiet seeping into his skin. He'd visited her before - she was gentle with him, even if there was nothing she could possibly understand about Kane - and she'd be able to help him better than anyone else could.