[A pair of silver-framed glasses remained perched on the bridge of his nose, pressed into the ridge of skin so tightly that every time his light, soundless snore stirred his cheek from the sheets the red marks appeared practically grafted into his flesh. Moving onto his side part of his bare muscular torso unveiled from beneath the slipping sheet, his fair lashes slightly aquiver.
Grappling with the Devil had all but severed his soul from this plane, leaving him desolate and empty. Now, left to rest...At last...He wanted nothing more than that.
But the hand to awake him drew his exhausted eyelids up to peer directly into his chiel's, still caught blissfully unaware in that half-waking state.]
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Date: 2010-08-11 05:52 am (UTC)Grappling with the Devil had all but severed his soul from this plane, leaving him desolate and empty. Now, left to rest...At last...He wanted nothing more than that.
But the hand to awake him drew his exhausted eyelids up to peer directly into his chiel's, still caught blissfully unaware in that half-waking state.]
..Nn?