At least this interaction stopped the nightmares -- maybe whatever Ezekeil had given him would work another night. But he wasn't sure he wanted to have this tyrant visiting him again. He issued orders like he truly was a king and Nox turned to his knight in shinning armor with a smirk. "He's bossy, isn't he?"
Nox didn't truly care what this demon did to him living or awake. He doubted he'd remember anything from this anyway -- he rarely did. But they'd been dismissed and orders issued. Nox turned his back on the demon and looked around at the remnants of his nightmares. The bodies were no longer recognizable. He sighed and knelt in the ash and he pulled upon the non-existent power and changed the lights to the cool blues and greens of his waking days. The calm of his mind didn't exist. But for now the horde was gone their voices fearful of the fire that raged through him. If only he could keep it that way. But he didn't want to rage with fire. There had to be a better way.
The Thal version placed a hand on his shoulder. "I can send you to slumber."
Nox looked up. "I'm good. It'll be empty here soon enough unless these people want to take up residence in my head." Though Nox knew he wasn't exactly in his head anymore. Stories of what happened in the dream being real were part of his training. Nightmares and dream visions, prophecies and walking through a dream were all powers of the god wars. Powers the Atharim had sought to eradicate -- those things that made men powerful were danger. Absolute power corrupts absolutely. But this is where the remnants lay and he wanted to think about it all while his body rested.
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Nox didn't truly care what this demon did to him living or awake. He doubted he'd remember anything from this anyway -- he rarely did. But they'd been dismissed and orders issued. Nox turned his back on the demon and looked around at the remnants of his nightmares. The bodies were no longer recognizable. He sighed and knelt in the ash and he pulled upon the non-existent power and changed the lights to the cool blues and greens of his waking days. The calm of his mind didn't exist. But for now the horde was gone their voices fearful of the fire that raged through him. If only he could keep it that way. But he didn't want to rage with fire. There had to be a better way.
The Thal version placed a hand on his shoulder. "I can send you to slumber."
Nox looked up. "I'm good. It'll be empty here soon enough unless these people want to take up residence in my head." Though Nox knew he wasn't exactly in his head anymore. Stories of what happened in the dream being real were part of his training. Nightmares and dream visions, prophecies and walking through a dream were all powers of the god wars. Powers the Atharim had sought to eradicate -- those things that made men powerful were danger. Absolute power corrupts absolutely. But this is where the remnants lay and he wanted to think about it all while his body rested.
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