And if they were luckier, or fate had less of a sense of humour, perhaps it would have been dull and uneventful. A few hours’ sleep on uncomfortable earth, waking too-early with the sunrise and perhaps an animal snuffling through their supplies, then another quick meal and back to the hike.
But they are unlucky, and Stephen Strange’s life has a habit of being so very eventful, and Tav has been stuck in the Gallows and fraying at the seams for weeks—
So instead, the sorcerer finds himself abruptly awake in the middle of the night, uncertain what roused him. Some small noise. Some crack of twig underfoot or the shift of air or rustling of fabric. Some movement.
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Date: 2024-08-03 09:57 pm (UTC)But they are unlucky, and Stephen Strange’s life has a habit of being so very eventful, and Tav has been stuck in the Gallows and fraying at the seams for weeks—
So instead, the sorcerer finds himself abruptly awake in the middle of the night, uncertain what roused him. Some small noise. Some crack of twig underfoot or the shift of air or rustling of fabric. Some movement.
Something.