Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29461586-20160605084648/@comment-29458028-20160619093821

Hayden seemed to go back to sleep against Sara's back, sniffing her hair a little, of which a few strands had moved in his face, before he closed his eyes and decided to rest. He couldn't quite discern the scent of whoever was carrying him, and he didn't bother, since he was way to tired to care about such formalites.

[Dream Sequence]

''I am walking ... walking alone in the darkness, with only my golden sword by my side. Even the chokuto I once valued as a gift. It is gone. White flames flicker around my blade, lashing at the darkness, yet the light they provide doesn't illuminate a way out. Around me, everything was gone. I am alone. There are no cities, no houses, no people, no life. All was an infinite stretch of darkness around me, occasionally disturbed by a flickering white light from a copy of the sword I held in my hands.''

''Everyone. Everyone around me seemed to have ceased to exist. I am trapped in eternal solitude, without even a whisper of life around me. I feel a great emptiness, as if I survived what was not meant to be survived. As if the End of the World itself didn't end me. I keep walking and walking. I never tired out, I never slowed down. Yet, I am  drained, and I want it to end. The miserable existence of a man who just didn't die, I feel abandoned, unloved.''

''Why am I a lone bladesman wondering in an infinite void, destined to be alone for eternity? Is it really so hard to even keep a single companion? I lift my sword to examine my reflection, and nothing has changed about me at all. Yet, this reflection of me is my only companion in the depths of infinity. Is this truly my fate, laid bare before my eyes in this dream?''

[End of the Dream]

Hayden looked extremely uncomfortable as he slept against Sara's back...