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He had enough sticks, but not enough planks to make a pickaxe.... Gata sighed and looked at the oak tree in front of him, inwardly cursing at his lack of foresight. If he’d only made an AXE first instead of a sword, he wouldn’t have to punch anymore trees. He gently rubbed his already bruised knuckles and whined softly.
♤ (via bearded-dwarf)
Xephos knelt down, something he rarely did around the dwarf as it felt mildly condescending but... Here it felt necessary. He had to be on Honeydew's level for this. Hands fidgeting as he idly fixed Honeydew's armour, straightening it before remembering himself and pulled his hands back.
Behind him, he could hear Ridge and William working on the last few preparations for the ship that would take them back to Ridge's home. It would hopefully... Be a short journey, and one that he would return from.
“I’m leaving.” He said, swallowing down a thousand different apologies and words that wanted to bubble up. This had to short, sweet, goodbyes weren't supposed to be drawn out. It made them harder.
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Beep. Beep. Beep
Xephos’ chest slowly rose and fell as he slept, one of the machines attached to him that sat next to his bed loudly beeping with each of beat of his heart. The sunlight filtered into the room through half closed curtains, the early morning light breaking through the shadows remaining from the night.
As the light broke through the shadows around his bed, his fingers twitched slightly, before slowly curling into a ball, un-curling a few seconds later. After a few more seconds, bright blue eyes slowly fluttered open, squinting due to his eyes not being used to the morning sunlight. As his eyes adjusted, his head tilted to the side, a tiny smile appearing on his face as he spotted a ginger puff ball at the side of his bed, snoring loud enough to wake the dead.
”…’Dew?” Xephos’ voice was quiet and somewhat rough from not being used in a while. Figuring he probably shouldn’t try to speak any louder, or possibly risk losing his voice for a bit, he gathered up his strength and reached out, weakly shoving his friends arm in a attempt to wake him up.
"I swear to god you two..."
