It was not nightmares that plagued his mind tonight, but that of a fear unknown. A fear for his future, his friends, and most importantly, the light that slept beside him. As crimson eyes looked up to the moon that shown at it brightest power, he let his mind wander, hoping that it may give him the offering of peace and harmony as it had always done in his past.

Sharp, striking, like a tingling that traveled down his spine. This feeling followed the nerves and tendons through his legs. There was no exit to leave from, and so, the feeling followed back up, licking at each tender area hit moments ago, shocking what had yet to be pained, and causing agony on anything that had yet to experience more. Oh how he wished Wanda was here...