Nightmares Reimagined

[Nox]

Nox panted from the searing of his soul. It ached to his bones. It had ached the night they happened in the depths of the tunnels. It had drove him to tears and the loss that accompanied it only fueled the pain. All of it -- everything since was just more added pain and the creature shimmered and shifted from Raffe's form which was a great relief but Nox hated every second of saying no to Raffe. Whatever this thing thought it was about, he was wrong. Grateful for a reprive of the nightmares. That was not going to stave off his own fucking thoughts.

Nox put his hands on the ground noting two living hands, though where he should feel the ash below his fingers he did not. There was no sensation -- just a memory. Fucking memories... Soft images flickered through his mind of the plane crashing. Of landing -- of forgetting. If only...

Nox didn't look up at the figure offering parting words. "Why the fuck do you even care if they destroy me? I wouldn't be so kind should the roles be reversed." Though that was a lie. Nox would take the compassionate route if the monster in question was human enough. Wolfkin, sentient, rougarou, even dreyken and drainaka could live close to human if not completely human. He protected the innocent -- nothing more and nothing less. That was his route. Not a monster hunter. Protector.

He sank into Child Pose, hands outstretched before him, back arched and forehead pressed to the ground taking slow deep breathes. He couldn't wake, whatever hold the drugs had they still held. He didn't care if the creature answered or not. "Why him?" The loss and pain leaked out and he let the tears flow. He'd fucked up and there was no salvaging it. No way forward except through and through was going to kill him if not physically, metaphorically