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Nathan didn't know how he'd gotten back to the island. He'd been lost when he'd woken up, covered in someone's else's blood with very little memory of what had happened. He'd...he'd done it, though. He'd killed someone. A Hunter. They'd found him and he'd killed her and he didn't know if he should do something now ( Read more... )

It's morning.

Nathan didn't know where he was or what he was. In the distance, he heard a bird (a crossbill?) call out. Another joined him. The noises were loud, piercing, and he wanted to wince and curl up and die.

( He's been asleep but he knew it was early morning... )

Nathan felt tired. After everything that he'd been dealing with, everything he'd done, he just felt tired. Today's class had been a nice way to relax and he'd been doing nothing but resting after last week but he couldn't shake the weariness and the fear taking root inside him ( Read more... )

Nathan was exhausted. Inner turmoil aside, his body was exhausted by staying inside so much just so he could keep his eyes on his mother for as long as possible. He'd slept in her hotel room (in a chair, no less) and escorted her around before she'd eventually had to go. He'd cried for awhile after that ( Read more... )

Nathan was flat on his back, arms clasped behind his head. His eyes were closed and he was simply enjoying the rays of sunshine pushing their way through the canopy of trees overhead, warming his face and arms. The wind blew his dark hair across his forehead, tickling his skin every so often ( Read more... )

"Gabriel!"Nathan sat bolt upright, eyes wild and chest heaving. His vision was blurry and Nathan realized it was because they were full of tears. He wiped them hurriedly away and rolled onto his side, trying to shake off the last vestiges of the dream. Nightmares were frequent, often starring Arran or Annalise or Gabriel or his mother or his ( Read more... )

Nathan had wanted to go to the preserve today but the chilly weather had put him off. Maybe he'd go later when it was warmer or he was feeling less than energetic. Lack of sleep would do that when he'd gotten used to being able to sleep throughout the night without fear of Hunters coming upon him ( Read more... )

Nathan's first thought upon waking up this morning was that he didn't want to get up. He felt warm and it was quiet. He couldn't hear Jessica and his grandmother hadn't come to get him up for breakfast and chores yet. It was strange in that he was being left alone. No one tended to do that. Not to him. Someone was always hovering over him, ( Read more... )

Nathan didn't really understand what had happened this past weekend but he was pretty sure he didn't want it happening again. He was barely secure in his own skin so to be someone else? Not fun. Even if that person hadn't been terrible and he could read (which was just strange to think about when coming back to his illiterate self), Nathan still ( Read more... )