Unlikely Paths / A Darkness Rises

[Veygaar]

It had to stop.

There was nothing of more importance. The connection to Alan's mind had proven to be far more detrimental to Rorry than he had ever expected. He could feel every emotion, every idea. There was no end, no sleep, no peace of mind. With every growing hour the frustration and rage continued to escalate. With every moment that passed the very shreds of sanity left in his mind were slowly slipping away. With time no longer on his side, Rorry looked to the container that had for so long been but an afterthought in the back of his mind, a parting gift from his last tip into Gallia. It was labeled quite simply "Nox."

Rorry knew the effects the Brigands had claimed that Nox would provoke. Time would slow down, the desire to care about anything would be lost, suspended in a living dream for some time, and then... inevitable slumber. A sleep that bordered on comatose. And of course the after effects: Short-term Amnesia. The ability to forget. To be able to, if only for a while, relieve the burden on his shoulders...

...without further hesitation Rorry took a full dosage.

Life took a new form... There was no reason for worry... There was only the enjoyment, of the purest kind, in each and every single finite increment of time. Rorry was, for the first time, in this moment, at peace...

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