"Right," Trilby muttered, closing his eyes. "Knock yourself out."
He didn't think it was possible to sleep again after being out for so long, certainly not with the events of the night buzzing in his head or with the stink of blood and ashes and dirt on his clothes, but his mind began to drift, and...
The yelp brought him very firmly back into consciousness. He jolted upright. "What the hell was that?" he demanded. "Are you okay?"
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Date: Tuesday, 13 July 2010 11:06 (UTC)He didn't think it was possible to sleep again after being out for so long, certainly not with the events of the night buzzing in his head or with the stink of blood and ashes and dirt on his clothes, but his mind began to drift, and...
The yelp brought him very firmly back into consciousness. He jolted upright. "What the hell was that?" he demanded. "Are you okay?"