Post by exile on Apr 21, 2007 15:25:37 GMT -5
As the waking hours approached, sad imaginings began to intrude upon Hadrian’s thoughts. It was impossible to predict when those days might come where all light was somehow paler and all life devoid of meaning until it was nearly upon him.
Today would be one such day.
With a heavy heart Hadrian made ready to leave for his morning duties. At least in such mindless affairs he could lose himself for a time, not having to face the abyss which threatened to consume him. He tried hard not to wake the others in his preparations, less out of any sense of respect for the poor sod and his unlikely savior than out of a simple desire not to have to speak or explain himself while in such a state.
Today would be one such day.
With a heavy heart Hadrian made ready to leave for his morning duties. At least in such mindless affairs he could lose himself for a time, not having to face the abyss which threatened to consume him. He tried hard not to wake the others in his preparations, less out of any sense of respect for the poor sod and his unlikely savior than out of a simple desire not to have to speak or explain himself while in such a state.