Dec 16, 2007 00:44
*is sitting on a park bench along his night patrol route, looking pale and a bit shaken, arms wrapped around himself*
I-I don't even know what triggered it this time. Maybe... I thought I heard thunder in the distance, but there's no storm coming... it's cloudy though...
Mother... she was... and that man, with the white and black hands... thunder...
I couldn't do anything.
...ah, it's snowing. I suppose there was a storm after all.
[[OOC: 3% memory regain from hotsprings lotto. He's actually remembered quite a bit more than just what he's saying here.]]
memories,
memento eden