Then come. [His mental voice is a bit darker, shifting and overlaying with something else. A little, nagging voice in his head he's had since that incident with the psychic pollen. The Dream Lord.] I'm doing nothing but waiting, now.
Everyone runs out of turns eventually. Everyone breaks.
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Date: 2011-08-31 10:16 pm (UTC)Everyone runs out of turns eventually. Everyone breaks.