Fics like Lay your weary Head to Rest

It was hard for him to get a second of peace. Even his brother who had once been the most persistent and negative of the specters haunting him, was slowly growing annoyed at the crowded state of his mind. Whispers followed him everywhere. At night, or what passed for it in that place, shadows danced along the walls, they circled him, eyeing him with predatory intent. The worst of it all, however, were the screams. Whenever he even just thought about dozing off, the voices of all of those who had fallen by his hand created a deafening chorus of agony. No rest was ever granted to his wicked soul. (...) In the drunken haze he was permanently stuck in, the best solution he could come up with for his conundrum was to go down toward the station and hope to find at least a single prostitute who would give him the time of day. The reason for that decision was that it felt less vulnerable to pay someone for a service than to ask for help from someone he knew. Perhaps it wasn’t the most logical course of action, but he was desperate so he couldn’t care less about efficiency, he just wanted a break. - or, Desperate for some sleep, Dust seeks help in the most unlikely of places

Fics like Lay your weary Head to Rest

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