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Alcuin had fallen asleep on the couch in the rec room again.
He couldn't sleep very much at a time anymore. Since the bag of gold pieces, Bouvarre's patron gift, appeared, his nightmares had returned in full force. If he closed his eyes he saw Guy's dead face, or Anafiel's. Not to mention how empty his bed felt without Giacomo there.
In any case, sometimes it was a blessing for him to fall asleep during the day. It may not have hurt that he'd been drinking earlier that morning. Not something he would have done on his own, but Guy had been right, it had helped him sleep, apparently.
Of course, where he fell asleep didn't have much effect on the nightmares. At least this time it wasn't a memory, but an amalgam of awful things - Bouvarre stabbing Anafiel with Alcuin's own sword, the one with the white birch engraved on it that had shown up on the island when the weather changed.
He woke with a start, sitting up on the couch and taking great gulps of air, his heart pounding. He was still only wearing his dressing gown and a pair of loose pants. He really should get back to the treehouse before he fell asleep again.
[OOC: late post, so late tags welcome :) ]
He couldn't sleep very much at a time anymore. Since the bag of gold pieces, Bouvarre's patron gift, appeared, his nightmares had returned in full force. If he closed his eyes he saw Guy's dead face, or Anafiel's. Not to mention how empty his bed felt without Giacomo there.
In any case, sometimes it was a blessing for him to fall asleep during the day. It may not have hurt that he'd been drinking earlier that morning. Not something he would have done on his own, but Guy had been right, it had helped him sleep, apparently.
Of course, where he fell asleep didn't have much effect on the nightmares. At least this time it wasn't a memory, but an amalgam of awful things - Bouvarre stabbing Anafiel with Alcuin's own sword, the one with the white birch engraved on it that had shown up on the island when the weather changed.
He woke with a start, sitting up on the couch and taking great gulps of air, his heart pounding. He was still only wearing his dressing gown and a pair of loose pants. He really should get back to the treehouse before he fell asleep again.
[OOC: late post, so late tags welcome :) ]