A post anniversary event commission for @kitty102293, featuring her Khajiit healer Kit’a and some of my characters. You know what they say - one man’s gift wrapping is another cat’s treasure... or something like that
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A commission for @kitty102293 in anticipation of upcoming Witches Festival event (and Halloween). Her Kit'a and my Noelie are definitely in the spooky mood already! :’D
The dream began with me crying over his form, the body of my former love Oldaric, lax and dying in my arms. I wanted nothing but to heal all his wounds but the elements left me. The single thing I wanted from them and they could not give it.
I watched as his life slipped past my fingers and even my quiet lips as they murmured without speech, his hand rose to touch but fell to his chest. As he died in my arms I cried. When all the water was drawn from my form after what seemed like hours of crying every ounce of energy I had, I wiped them away only to look down and see Senric in my arms.
His smile soft and tired; hands reaching up to frame my face as they trail bloody splotches upon my cheeks. Nestled between those stained hands tears sprang to my features. I knew something was wrong. I felt it inside my breaking heart.
I cared for nothing, then, but the one in my arms. My heart skipped a beat and my ears rang suddenly. I could not hear what he said to me and when his lips stopped moving entirely the body I held grew instantly cold. Panic set in as I tried to do the same; to heal the wounds of my fallen love.
But I couldn’t...
I failed him. I failed them all and no faux smile or happy outlook will change the fact that I should have been there for them. I should have been more alert, more helpful, more available to be called. I should have been with them...
When my dark thoughts drifted from my mind there was no life left in this cold body I held in my arms. I cried then, I bellowed, and I spoke obscenities to the spirits and gods that must surely be laughing at me. It’s then I felt the warmth of something beside me and I look over to see a bright shining light; a wisp of energy hovering at my side. I let the body in my arms go with reluctance, the great dark oozing at my feet took the lax form from my hands as I turned towards this blinding energy beside me. It felt warm. It felt soft. It... disappeared.
With a jolt I awoke with a heavy draw of breath and my arms tightly circled around Senric’s form. I.. I wanted to cry... and I did. I drew him up against me as I caught my breath and regained my senses; hiding my tears from my hearts desire. Would I fail him.. too?...
Whoever rules the world of dreams is a cruel.. cruel god.
Lovely Icam’s of my home in Lavender Bed’s,j I messed with the filter settings and a few of them are in the sepia type color! I love them so much. I love taking screenshots <3<3<3
The status of my heart is difficult. These strange coiling snakes wrapped around me tighten and tighten each breathing moment. Until I sigh beside his lips and I am warmed again.
My mark is on him now and the very sight of it grabs at my loins and causes my tongue to roll against my teeth; as if they are waiting to make another to rest beside it. A whole collection upon his lovely shoulder, I can see it now...
I packed our things and sent special letters on ahead to the Observatory, setting up a room of wine and roses just for the two of us. I plan on giving him a gentle night when we reach it. A warm and loving night. Something that I should have given him the first time.
With orders sent we made off, nestled upon my Chocobo the whole ride I was acutely aware of his every movement; the tugs at my tail, the touches at my sides. Those hands that wandered too close to my groin. I wanted him to touch me; pushing his hands there anyway. Ahh, a moment of electricity...
The whole way we talked a little about his and that; most things I cannot even properly recall at this point. I just remember sharing drinks and talking about Baine, my Chocobo and how feisty he was. Sen worried that he would jump off a cliff with the both of us on it and I had to quiet him and assure him that the bird wouldn’t. How silly he is, that even hearing this aroused me...
The sight of snow, however, made him smile so much. The entire trip was worth it just for those few minutes of him childishly playing in the snow. Upon our bird I simply laced our fingers together and pressed them tight to my heart. I felt it then; that tightening as if a string were binding me harder then before.
We did stop at the little Tavern just outside the Observatory; this little town housing barely any buildings, but it does have a nice tavern. The best outside of Ishgard I think. We stopped at the stables to let Baine rest when he attacked me with snowballs. The cutest thing ever, tossing packed balls of snow at me and I at him... I want to do it again. Maybe as we travel around Ishgard. Maybe.. after.
Mental note to attempt to teach him tricks with fire; apparently he quite likes them.. yes.
I gave him his pie; a Heavenstern gift, but not the only one. No, I had many other things planned for tonight. Many other things..