This year had really turned into one hell of time. Though they did find another artifact and the plague seemed to be settling down, he couldn't help but feel like this was the calm before the storm. Something was coming yet he couldn't imagine what it might be.

Which is why he had been stirring most of the night from bad dreams that stretched close to nightmares. It wasn't until he heard Dalmatia's voice breaking the insanity in his head, that he woke up to see her lavender eyes looking startled and somewhat afraid.

N​ó​ttin did his best not to jolt awake, not wanting to scare her or worry her. His voice was strong and reassuring, doing his best to be there for her no matter what was currently going on. Is everything alright? What's upset you, my moon song?

The Pillar rose to his feet slowly, stretching himself out with the best of his ability. That's when he noticed the red glaring light that crept at the den's entrance. What on earth is that? What more did they have to contend with? Didn't this world have to deal with enough?