*Awkward silence*
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(Hahaha, yeah, it's like King in Yellow, get your chuckles out.)
A man in a high tower looks over the edge of the turret, his eyes glazed over. Slightly. Slightly. Just a slight haze... tiredness, that's why. I'm not ill, he thinks to himself. I'm not going insane, he thinks to himself. I'm not worried that we're all going to be jolted suddenly awake one night to strange, windlike, wailing music and half of us will be slaughtered and the other half worked to death and our cities will be razed to the ground one by one until our civilization is scorched into nothing and we'll never be thought of ever again and we'll not have made any permanent record of our exi——
No. That was not why his eyes were slightly, slightly, slightly glazed over, half-blurring his vision. He was merely tired. If only he didn't get assigned the second watch of the night... it barely even mattered that they had any lookouts at all at that hour, he could hardly even see the turret-stones that composed the retaining wall, let alone a stampeding horde of lunatic invaders slamming directly through the walls with standard-bearers holding huge yellow flags... he might as well try to nod off on the straw-covered stones of the turret.
What the hell? It's not as if there was tangible evidence, beyond a strangely persistent wind, that the tribal invaders were even striking in that area tonight. Maybe they were trying to cross the far-away Satran Channel for the myriadth time and invade Whatsitsname. Maybe they all decided to sit in the dirt and write some more anti-agricultural propaganda, just like their kings pumped out speeches on that subject every other hour. Maybe they're having a pan-continental feast RIGHT NOW, and we'd have been invited if only the rest of us were awake. Maybe they all jumped off of a bridge at the same time. Maybe they built a catapult and launched themselves into the sky. Maybe...
What the hell, I'm going to to sleep now, he thinks. He falls right to the ground, as there begins to be audible in the distance a strange, windlike sound.