#aeriol

[glidersdoodles]

I've been listening to michael w smith obsessively so I drew my characters singing the songs I guess

Didn't actually draw the lyrics :/

[distancingreality]

she's about to leave. her brother's death is fresh on everyone's mind, but Cathán doesn't seem to have any time to spare her. he's being cold.

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She stooped to kiss his cheek, mouth brushing against the prickly stubble of his cheek. He'd been too busy recently to shave. What other ways had he been falling behind? Unable to keep up with his regular routine?

"What will you do while we're away? How will you cope? Who will feed you?"

He waved her questions away with a dismissive hand. She turned her own cheek for a farewell peck but he didn't return it, only brush her away.

Aeriol straightened, feeling hurt. Well. Maybe he wouldn't miss them after all... She startled at little when he spoke her name.

"Gwino, pass me that paper weight, would you?"

"Yes Conall." Her voice was curt.

The cozy feel of the kitchen table was gone now. No goodbye at all? She turned away from him, wiping the moisture from her eyes with the corner of her apron. He didn't see. Of course not.

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except from something I'm writing. I really really liked the way this sounds. thought I'd post it.

[glidersdoodles]

Forgot if I ever posted these but. Oh no Glider has original OCs.