`,' ✞ John Grace

John had just made it to another safe room. It was a struggle, having to balance a lantern in one hand while running from his Sins, but he had grown accustomed to it by now. He was exhausted. It's not like he needed rest or sleep, he didn't need those things anymore. His body rarely aches despite the repetitive running, jumping, sliding and crouching he did every run. Things just get tiring when they're repetitive. So, why not take a break here, in the saferoom while he could? John leaned against the brick wall, letting himself slide down it until he sat on the ground, wings around his waist twitching faintly. Just a small moment of rest, before he continued on.

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