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[matermali]

[ One of these early evenings, this piece of fine literature is delivered: ]

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[hypnagothic]

[ by now he knows how to at least look at the phone and check messages whenever he hears a notification, so it's not long before he replies. ]

Lady Vanessa?

[matermali]

[ It's nearly dawn when she finally responds. She is so embarrassed. She was supposed to wait for him to text, now she just looks awkward. Damn it, Ethan. ]

Forgive me, Lord Morpheus, I never intended to send a message so deficient as that. I was rather clumsy, you see.

[hypnagothic]

[ well it's not like he needs sleep (yet), so his reply comes shortly after. ]

I trust everything is then well?

[matermali]

Yes. Then, no. Something has happened. I'm not certain.

My apologies, I'm not quite myself, but not in a poor state. It has only been a longer night than most in recent days.

Did I wake you?

[hypnagothic]

I do not sleep.

Have you slept? Or perhaps not, with your comment of a long night.

[matermali]

It is not so uncommon for sleep to elude me, even if I cannot stave it off forever as you may. My weariness is for the sake of another. I have only just now found a moment to wonder at the strangeness of it all.

I do not mean to bother you with such concerns. My words run rampant before sense can catch hold. I'm certain the chill of the dawn will do well to slow and silence such nerves. Perhaps I will allow myself a walk while the city still sleeps.

[hypnagothic]

What has transpired?

[matermali]

Not here.

I will find my way to the graveyard, though I would welcome your company if troubled thoughts do not offend.

[hypnagothic]

They do not. I shall await you there.

[hypnagothic]

(( moved to log /o/ ))