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Fenris is nobody's slave (onlytheliving) wrote in valarlogs,

Fate had a curious way of conspiring against them. Whilst Fenris slept, it was a broken sleep - the events in the slaver caverns replayed through his mind once more, waking him as it always seemed to.

It seemed almost unfair that his dreams would do that. True, they rarely bothered him now, but the fractured sleep was a pain. He moved to lightly brush his fingers through Hawke's hair, but something stopped him short.

The markings from his dreams were bleeding through. The patterns up his arm, not fading away like they'd done before... he swore under his breath, slipping out of the bed.

He couldn't face this. Couldn't face her. He'd never had the blighted dreams until recently, and coming closer to her just seemed to make it worse...

He quickly got dressed and slipped out of the apartment. She'd probably kill him for this, but that would likely be a mercy if the markings were to spread.