Scylla:
I'm tired of going in circles. I want answers. I need answers to all of my questions. I've lived my life thinking I knew the answers to all of the hatred thrown at me. As of late. Those answers have slowly morphed back into questions and have complicated my life more than ever before.
Alastair shut our door behind him before following me up to our bed. I went over to the window to see the midday patrols getting ready to switch with the morning wolves. I don't know when the last time I had come up to sleep more than an hour was.
My eyes feel heavy and dry. My head feels tight like something is trying to squish my temples in. I feel really hungover. I haven't been this tired since I was a teen. The jiggers are starting to set and I'm not going to be able to sit still
