The stage was empty, save for the echo of Vessel's voice, carried away on the wind like a forgotten dream. Sleep had claimed its prize, and Vessel was no more.
But this legacy remained. Sleep Token's music lived on, a testament to the power of devotion, to the allure of surrendering oneself to forces beyond understanding. And in the shadows, where the lines between dreams and reality blurred, the entity known as Sleep waited, ready to claim another soul.
For the Vessel, the journey had ended. But for those who still listened, who still felt the pull of Sleep's whispers, the story had only just begun.
The End.
*Authors note*
Thank you to everyone who read my short story this is my first Wattpad story please be nice in the comments. If you're sad this story ended leave a comment and I may add more to thus story.
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The Vessel's Dark Awakening: A Sleep Token Tale
Short StoryNothing Last Forever Just a short story about Vessel and Sleep. This story is completely made up and by how I see sleep token personally. Identities will not be disclosed. Like & comment if you enjoyed
