roll the dice - open; visiting hall of kings

[trojan g.]

[align=center][div style="max-width: 415px;text-align: justify;font-family: times new roman;font-size: 10pt;line-height: 116%;text-indent: 35px;"]Sleepless nights caught Ruven more often than not, especially when the one he slept beside got up in the middle of the night, leaving to go on their own. He had before been a heavy sleeper and though now he still slept heavy it was less so than before. He was more on alert now, afraid of losing the family he had gained when his own parents had their life torn from them. When he woke up that late night, he had found that his mother was missing, and so he went out searching, trying his best with his lack of knowledge to track the scent of the Kingpin. He'd been searching for a while when he had heard the roar echo in the night as Sojourn slowly broke down.

By the time he reached the top of the steps though, the statues were on the ground shattered and all he saw simply was his uncle in the face of his mother, her snapping at him and speaking harsh words towards his friend. Rounded ears pinned to the child's head as he tiredly hobbled forward, a yawn escaping his lips as he soon sat down, trying to think of words to say, trying to make sure he didn't get snapped at too. "Momma?" He would simply speak before attempting to rub his head against her leg, "Momma you gotta shhh, you gotta shh and breathe." Words his old parents used to speak to him when they went out and he was scared, when he was shaking and afraid of the unthinkable.