*forces himself to wake from dreams laced with blood and green light, lies blinking in the unfamiliar darkness a while*
Cannot afford nightmares now, not where He is close enough to sense them. *dozes, exhausted, but unwilling to return to sleep, thoughts turning over the past few days*
I offered to kill Pettigrew, and the larger part of me meant it. Being around all these degenerates....
Now the rat hunts the wolf. *rolls over in the bed, restless, realizes he had been sleeping only on one side of it* I miss-
*squeezes eyes shut tightly, clamps down on thoughts* No. No more of this.
*grips wand hidden under pillow, mind blank and eyes open, waiting for dawn*