Event Nine.

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Thus, on Life’s gloomy sea, Heareth the marinere Voices sweet, from far and near, Ever singing in his ear, “Here is rest and peace for thee!”

t's a dark night, and the sounds of feet in the darkness are further dampened and hidden by even more magic, as they are lured away by the soft sounds of dreams that are too good to be true, leaving the Town much, much emptier than when it began. On one side, an island, and a ticking clock to a gruesome death. On the other, the slow realization that those bonds everyone has been forging might mean much, much more than they first thought. Welcome to Awash's ninth event log, everyone! Further information on this event can be found here at the OOC post. You are welcome to start your own posts or logs for this event as well. If there are any questions, please ask them here. Please be sure to very clearly mark where your characters are in your prompts, so people know which they can tag depending on which group they are in. Thank you!

Comments

[satanslash]

[Not only are his abilities a part of him, they're what's kept him so strong and healthy. Even as a child, even before the sword was pulled, he avoided illness when everyone else was coming down with colds and whatnot, and he could lift a car without so much as breaking a sweat.

To feel the way he does now... it's almost like inhabiting an entirely different body.

He looks up at Ochako after her voice gets his attention, dark circles under his eyes and his hair an even bigger mess than usual. It's hard to tell if he needs sleep or just woke up and his face is both pale and flushed at the same time.

He gives a nod, though, dropping back in to a sitting position as he rubs hands over his face roughly.]

God, I feel like shit...