Black Birth chapter 8Days went by and a week had passed. Now they laid together in their bed, it was morning now and the sun was just a few hours away from raising.Black Birth chapter 8 by bloodynightstalker
Dynamis' eyes snapped open and he found himself in the nearest bathroom, his insides being emptied into the toilet. His body shook as he did this, he panted as he caught his breath before flushing the mess. Getting off the floor he closed the white toilet seat and when to wash his face. Reaching down Dynamis grabbed a green wash cloth from under the sink, wetting it and proceeded to wash the crud off his face. After everything was washed away he set the damp cloth down and looked at his reflection in the Mirror above the sink.
Dynamis' grey hair was sticking up more than usual, his blue eyes were clouded by the lack of sleep and he had thick bags under those eyes to prove it. He let out a groan, he had hardly gotten any sleep the night before and he still had to do morning rituals in a few hours. Giving another groan of tiredness he dragged him