The Night Does Not Belong To God- Sleep Token Fanfic

The Night Does Not Belong To God- Sleep Token Fanfic

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Sleep token inspired fanfiction. Please note, this is based off sleep token lore, although some parts are completely made up. "Hey, hey" I feel a hand shaking my shoulder "wake up, Youre dreaming again" I hear a sweet voice in my ear. I flutter my eyelids, coming out of my dream. I moan, rubbing my eyes with my hands. "Another one hey?" Elizabeth asks me. I hum a low moan, sitting up on the side of the bed. "Like always" I say cupping my head into my hands. I feel a hand rubbing my back. "I know, this will get better, I promise" she says in her usual sweet soft voice. "Yeah, I'm not to sure about that one" I respond, relaxing my shoulders down. "Him again?" she asks with concern.
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