Broken Boulder It’s not working for me here.

anyone welcome to come up to a grumpy Khali.

Khali walked with his head low, his tail dragging, and his feet barely coming off the ground as he took each step. They just drug across the dirt. He couldn’t help but think about himself and his past and then now and what he’s let himself do. Every night he keeps busy, trying not to have his terrors but they always creep up, reminding him of what used to be. 

He needed to to figure out a way to leave his past in the past if it would let him so he wouldn’t go on rampages anymore because of the terrors. Fatigue was setting in and wasn’t allowing him to work his brain much at all. Even though now he has a home, a place to eat and sleep, he still lies awake at night and it drains him. Eventually it’s not Khali anymore, it’s an empty shell of grumpy and tiredness. 

He thought about leaving it all behind, finding an oasis and just being by himself. It was all thought for now, because he’s right where he should be to help him but maybe soon he’d set out to find his way.. his own way.