Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-34818102-20190618231022/@comment-26517142-20190909023123

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Aaron wakes up to the sound of his wrist alarm. Holding his head up and moving his hair aside, he checks the sky outside. Still a bit dark. But he needed a bit of air to think.

Especially since that thing.. came into his dreams again.

Aaron slowly slinks out of bed. He dresses up - light clothes, at best  - and throttles down the stairs with notes in hand. Finding an empty table downstairs, he starts to draw what he dreamt.

The giant, gilded eye. ''What are you? ''He asks himself, expecting no answer, in particular.