110th feather

[dafiteison]

[His loss had disappeared earlier in the evening, which allowed for a much more comfortable sleep... but once his body had changed again' not from a man's to a boy's but from an angel's to a human's, it wouldn't be long before he'd woken up.

Unaware that the journal had been open and recording his Meta's his soft snoring the past half hour, he mumbles aloud, inches from it and the nightstand]

S'cold...