... it was only a curse, I suppose.

It wasn't her. The ghost of her, maybe. I realised it when I tried to touch her.

And now I am absolutely drenched.

Perfect. What a bloody perfect way to add insult to injury.

[ooc; Emo Nat is emo. And being followed by his own personal stormcloud.]

...fuck.

I'm going for a walk with my little self-sustained stormcloud now.

Bloody hell.

[occ; Nightmares!]