Oct 09, 2006 18:34
After the brief semi-lucidity aboard the Cocytus's bridge, Jetstorm sunk again into the darkness of his own mind and dreamed waking dreams. An unkindness of Aerialcrons took flight across his mind's eye, until the cold faded. But the cold had given him comfort, dimly felt and dimly needed.
The silvery sense drew him out of the cold, but it left him soon, and he... faded.