Nobody,
Still awake. Still awake and missing his fiancee? Who knows and who knew? I am not good company nor am I good talkative company. But I did what i could. I brought him tea- Silene showed me how to steep it- and a blanket. I do not know him well but his gold eyes were gentle. Maybe he misses Felore more than I can guess.
I stood there as long as he stayed there. I am not good company. but I hope that, even a little bit, my silent presence helped. I would die for them as duty required of me. But that is not as comforting as I think they would find it.
Maybe I’ll ask about recipes next time, make him do most of the talking. or compliment his clothes? Everyone likes their boyfriend complimented but maybe that would cheer him.
Ghrian
Tag: adrian
“☾”
Nobody,
Still awake. Still awake and missing his fiancee? Who knows and who knew? I am not good company nor am I good talkative company. But I did what i could. I brought him tea- Silene showed me how to steep it- and a blanket. I do not know him well but his gold eyes were gentle. Maybe he misses Felore more than I can guess.
I stood there as long as he stayed there. I am not good company. but I hope that, even a little bit, my silent presence helped. I would die for them as duty required of me. But that is not as comforting as I think they would find it.
Maybe I’ll ask about recipes next time, make him do most of the talking. or compliment his clothes? Everyone likes their boyfriend complimented but maybe that would cheer him.
Ghrian
‘Shout’ For Tyleril
“One day he’s going to realize I’m not the nice person he thinks I am. He’s going to see all the ugly thoughts, the bitterness, the anger…and he’s going to leave. He’s going to hate me and walk away and I’m…going to be truly sad to see him go.”
☾ for Ghrian or Tyleril
Adrian blinked at the woman, slumped on the couch by the front door, head rocked back as she rested only half away. Exhausted from a hard days work it seemed and twitching a bit as she sighed, blinking blearily at him. The aura gave a twitch of his tail, wondering if she ever really left her armor.
When she shook off sleep only the memory of the red headed witch was left with the faint scent of citrus and spices. A blanket was pulled over her lap and a fresh tray of tea and her favorite muffins were left behind.
Tyleril Silversword 