That's a good definition for the thoughts gathering in his mind. His limbs feel slowed, his mind a haze, fleeting whispers coursing through every now and then to pluck at his thoughts like stray threads being unraveled. It's unnerving, yes.
But Wrathion isn't wrong. The sooner they find what they can and leave, the better. Whatever it takes to see that goal through, they have to be prepared for. He must be prepared for. Doubt has to be pushed from his mind, or they risk succumbing to this place.
no subject
That's a good definition for the thoughts gathering in his mind. His limbs feel slowed, his mind a haze, fleeting whispers coursing through every now and then to pluck at his thoughts like stray threads being unraveled. It's unnerving, yes.
But Wrathion isn't wrong. The sooner they find what they can and leave, the better. Whatever it takes to see that goal through, they have to be prepared for. He must be prepared for. Doubt has to be pushed from his mind, or they risk succumbing to this place.