sometimes, barnabas finds this comforting. it gives him the opportunity to be left alone with his own thoughts, a luxury rarely afforded with the never-ending chaos that seems to fall upon the family. tonight, however, the calmness is disorienting. unnerving. perhaps he's gotten so use to the ghosts and spells and curses that a moment of solitude only serves to dangle him above some other pit of danger. and if not, he can't shake the feeling, regardless. it leaves him pacing about the grounds, stalking and stirring the ever-growing sense of worry. ]
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sometimes, barnabas finds this comforting. it gives him the opportunity to be left alone with his own thoughts, a luxury rarely afforded with the never-ending chaos that seems to fall upon the family. tonight, however, the calmness is disorienting. unnerving. perhaps he's gotten so use to the ghosts and spells and curses that a moment of solitude only serves to dangle him above some other pit of danger. and if not, he can't shake the feeling, regardless. it leaves him pacing about the grounds, stalking and stirring the ever-growing sense of worry. ]