120 Madness all around

Endra walked in circles in front of a mirror, muttering incessantly, his eyes bloodshot and unfocused. He glanced at the domes above to make sure that whatever was happening outside was happening for real. 

Edmund was carrying Evin through the streets he used to play in, leaving a trail of blood in his path.

"Those accursed mages! Look what they did to my boy…" the man muttered all the while. "You'll be safe in your father's hands… I'll treat you proper this time. I won't make the mistakes I made with Lora."

The past half a year wasn't kind to Edmund. He had thinned greatly compared to his hulking shape from back then, and his greying hair began to fall from the top. Edmund himself wasn't so kind to himself, as was evident from his grimy clothes and reeking body. It wasn't so wrong to say that the man was going insane.