A Peaceful Elf

Part XVIII

Fissures and Friends

Your hair was moving. 

So were the dim, pastel lights behind your eyelids, but something was moving your hair. Away from your face, repeatedly. Something was also touching your forehead.

Slowly, your senses brightened. Judging by the way gravity pulled down against your spine, you assumed you were laying on your back. Head throbbing, you tried to move your arms only to have them drop to your chest, feeling like the dead weight of someone else. A groan apparently came from you.

“Rise and shine, my bloodthirsty little darling,” cooed a familiar voice. Your hair was still moving rhythmically, only now it also felt wet.Your eyelids felt as if they hadn’t been opened in years. Prying them apart, you saw the pale elf leaning over you and examining your countenance. His eyes were softer than you’d seen before. “I assumed you would probably want all of this gore off of you by the time you woke up, seeing as how you’re so vain and all. The Druid also wanted to examine you and said it would be easier if we cleaned off everyone else’s blood, first. Frankly, I found it rather becoming,” he crooned. He dipped the towel into cold water and tried to squeeze the excess fluid from it, returning it back to your hairline. “I took care of the other sanguinously adorned parts of you and decided to leave your face for last. And before you ask, yes, everyone else is in one piece. As usual, you were the only one who decided it was time to employ theatrics.”

“What happened?” Your voice so gravelly, you hardly recognized it.

“HA! What happened? My dear, you happened, all over that chamber.”

SCCREAMING, BEATINF THE WALLS, SQUAWKING

ARE THEY GONNA INCLUDE HALSIN’S PIPE

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

@autistichalsin

Please excuse me while I jump on board and shoot my fucking shot with this writer istg I would lose my shit if this happened

Bardcore shakes my brain up a bit

Also this is dope shit, legit bopping to a fucking lute rn

There is a difference between cuddly-cute and close-proximity-sexy

This is a PSA.

Carry on.