Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28412230-20170621183025/@comment-26854056-20170702140828

Elijah simply nodded, murmuring something softly in Spanish under his breath as he trudged through the cakey mud that crusted around his boots.

The occasional hoot broke the awkward silence that suffocated the group- Their little bubble of tense peace seemingly unbothered by the otherworldly simulation around them.

Despite the serenity of the scene, Elijah couldn't help feeling a tense knot form at the base of his throat,  his thoughts cloudy as he tried to think of more to say, only for it to die in this throat.

Whatever the fuck was happening to him, he better get over it soon.