Jul 24, 2017
"Why are you unclothed?" Tessla
I’m not in the woods. It was all just a dream. I take a deep, shuddering breath, my panic slowly receding. I lower the sword. I punched him. I punched Vale. It’s a shock to see him sprawled out over his bed. Lean and muscular. The tops of his hipbones jutting up from his pants. His chest, streaked with blood. His head thrown backward, long neck arcing. His half-naked state pushes my alarm higher. “Why are you unclothed?” The question comes out as an unfortunate shriek. “I heard you screaming,” he grinds out, pinching his nose tightly. “I didn’t throw on my tunic. I just grabbed my wand.” He holds up his wand and flicks it idly in the air. “I quickly realized you were dreaming, and I was trying to wake you.”