Board Thread:Mythical Roleplay/@comment-27714417-20161123190735/@comment-31605619-20161127053233

Doombringer had opened his eyes, though they were glazed over and in a sort of trance, as he too chanted the ominous, prophetic lines, completely in sync somehow with Twilightwish, despite not being able to hear her.

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Sleet sat up, rubbing his eyes. She was definitely saying something weird. "Twilightwish..?" He trotted over to her, and poked her shoulder. She didn't respond. "Twilightwish!?" He shook her shoulder, a bit roughly, this time, getting worried despite his previous determination to hate her.