I can't sleep.. - these are the words that have been haunting Denis for many a night. Insomnia, which appeared during the war, made itself felt again and again.. and so it has been for several months. An attempt to fall asleep, a sleepless night, a dream, a nightmare, a working day, and attempts to fall asleep again.. The cycle seemed endless. The only thing that helped me fall asleep was his hugs.. Yes, only in the hands of Dani.. his city, his friend, or maybe his love? Denis didn't know what to think anymore.. After the revolution, he changed.. Those red eyes kept coming back to him in his nightmares.. And every time, he's scared to approach it. -How many times have I told you, I'm not your servant to show up when you can't sleep! the avatar screamed, Are you a child?! His palm swept across Denis's cheek like fire, leaving a red spot behind it. The young man fell to the floor. -Danya, I-I...- -Don't make excuses, Romanov. Admit it, you're just a helpless creature. You're nothing. Denis abruptly woke up from a nightmare in a cold sweat.. -Again... he thought, "Again the dream repeats itself from

Имя
Московский Данила Михайлович
Возраст
~98 лет (предположительно 18 лет физически)
Дата рождения
где-то меж 1890 и 1926 годами
Пол
Мужской
Принадлежность
ЦФО
Рост
172 см
Цвет волос
Блондин
Цвет глаз
Голубой