Thoughts and sleep (Farkas)

Ender Kun wrote a story with Farkas,Steve,Caitlin, and the rest of the on musical Misadventures in Minecraft and mentioned Farkas's insomnia. And that hasn't been talked about much so here's an explanation.

By now I'd stopped counting the hours 8:00,9:00,11:00,4:00, they didn't matter to me anymore. Just random things at night, with little meaning. Through the day it matters, everyone's up and about, things to do and people to see. But at night, they go to sleep, all the lights go out one by one, and here I am, left alone. Occasionally I'd wake my brother, or another of the circle, either just for company, to ask a question, or if they'd like to go hunting with me. But mostly it's just me, and my books and laptop, or most nights I help Tilma, the maid, with chores and cleaning up the main upstairs floor. As quarter in Jorrvaskar are located downstairs. Stupid insomnia, why can't I just sleep?! I walk down the stairs and down the arched, carpeted hallway, passing the girls rooms, and stopping by the doorway quickly. Just to check on Anna. Her blanket had come off a bit so I walk over and pull it back up, move the hair out of her face, "good night Anna." I whisper softly in her ear, and get a small smile in response. Then stand back up and go on my way. I walk down the hall until I get almost to the end of it, the area where The Circle and The Harbinger, the leader of The Companions, live. I take a right to the little mini hall that houses my room on the right and my brother, Vilkas's room on the left. His door is closed and the light is off. I open it a crack and peak in, just double checking. Some nights he'd stay up until dawn absorbed in a book. I do the same thing, but only because I have no other option. "What do you mean? Go to sleep!" Your probably saying right now. Let me explain my situation. Vilkas and I are identical twins, we were born about a month early, and our mother, Lilya died shortly after birth. Our father had been fighting in The Great War and had fallen in battle at least six months before we were born. Now there was some...complications, afterwords. namely I had seizures and Vilkas stopped breathing sometimes, but otherwise we were fine, if developmentally delayed. Neither of us spoke before three, and walked before two. We mainly communicated by sign language, and kept it up after learning to speak. When we got older into our middle childhood is say, so around 6-10. I was diagnosed with Anxiety and Insomnia when I was nine, after being able to sleep less and less each night, and worrying about stuff for a good portion of time. Vilkas was diagnosed with Asperger's syndrome around the same time. His situation has stayed mostly static or improved, I got the opposite. The insomnia kept getting worse and worse until it's like it is now, I literally can not fall asleep without getting terrible images in my head and waking up minutes later. Except when I'm near Anna, because now she's the one I'm usually worrying about and when we're awake you can see (unless your Valan whose legally blind but has some very blurry vision.) things,people,ext. but when your asleep, you can't see. And so the sense of touch comes into play. So even if it's very light, like the touch of the hand, boom, out like a light. Speaking of that, I'll go do that now. I get up placing my book aside and go back down the hall and into the girls room silently again. I stop by the edge of Anna's bed, and gently pull the covers aside, pick up her small form in my arms and take her back to my room. Good night.

I don't know, this divergences into something I wasn't planning but okay. Here you go.

Until next time,
M

I will eventually write a more story based version of this when I think of what to write. Prompts? Anything?

And below are some images.

Top: Anna and Farkas

Middle: Vilkas

Bottom:Farkas