O sleep! O gentle sleep!
Nature’s soft nurse, how I have frighted thee,
That thou no more wilt weigh my eyelids down
And steep my senses in forgetfulness?
– The Beggar Prince on his woes..
Remember when I said “only two installments left on my part“? That one busted sooner rather than later 😂
Here’s some unedited WiPs.
This one is a former noble and the forlorn lover of the Matriarch. More on what that means later!