( greatpharaohatem )
Strange.
He’d been feeling odd since this morning. His normal routine -- engaging in a warm shower, dutifully combing his hair free of any kinks and brewing himself a strong cup of coffee -- seemed so...foreign. The water made his skin prickle. His hair felt so stringy and lifeless. Even the coffee tasted sour. And it was his favoured brew !
And so, it was after such a horribly bogged down morning that Mahaad resigned himself to his couch; and even there -- sitting completely motionless -- Mahaad felt he wasn’t...all there.
“ hn... “
...Yes, there is most certainly something wrong with him. But before he could even consider his next course of action --
P O O F
“ aaaahhhhh -- “














