Somnatic

It was almost dark by the time the coachman called the horses to a stop, driving them off the road and into a clearing before bounding down from the carriage, with little more notice than a flick of his wrist to toss the reins to the woman sitting beside him. Seemingly unbothered by this abrupt action, she simply caught the reins and murmured a few affectionate words to the tired horses, and settled back into the driver's seat patiently. To the untrained eye and quite possibly the trained eye, the man investigating the clearing was most obviously mentally infirm. He paced about the grass looking fiercely unhappy for no noticeable reason, st

If the sudden stabbing sensation shooting through his chest meant what Gabe could only assume it meant…then perhaps it was time he reacquaint himself with his dear and fluffy lord. Well God, I know we’ve never been the type to talk much, but now sure as hell seems like a good time and if you don’t mind…He paused sliding his back down the wall with a painful grunt, horrified as it came out sounding more like someone drowning.  If it ain’t too much trouble d’ya think you could perhaps hit that bastard with a bus? Maybe it was the fact that he was slumped on the floor in an old dirty warehouse, watching his own bl