Northern's Decision
First night passed… would have been what to be said if day blessed this hellish realm with its appearance.
Minutes were never distinct from minutes and hours seemed as far apart from each other as they seemed as close.
Northern was not sure for our long he slept after entering the cave but it was for a long time.
Reason being that it was the best he had slept since his first step into this hellish realm.
The days of the prison mine were his worst days, closing his eyes was like a sin. He had little to no time to sleep well.
And when he became a general, things got better but he refused to let his guard down. That automatically affected the intensity of sleep he had.
The days of madness… nothing he could recall.
Even though he was sleeping on stony ground and those days he had the luxury of bed. It was so strange how he could still enjoy his sleep now more than then.
His mind felt at peace…now more than ever.