Sometimes I fear that I may have fallen for the orc who takes care of me. But we do not exchange tenderness, and he has shown very little in the way of affection for me.
Except for the times he steps in to protect me from stray monsters and spell casters. It is easy to remain in denial, to forget that I am killing beings when he is around. His shouts and stomps keep them in his direction, and create static which interrupts my moral thoughts. I feel pressure then to protect him, to destroy them all before they destroy him.
Although we fight together silently most of the time, we are bound to one another by intuition, and the desire to protect the other.
I find it silly that we are now in our 30th season, and I know very little of the orc's past, his dreams, or even his name. I simply call him "Mr. Orc," and he refers to me as"elf".
We are close, but wrapped up in silence. He is, thus far, my only friend, Cendari.
The other day we met in Grom'gol, I skipped out of the inn to find him standing there, patiently waiting on me. As usual I hugged him. He smiled at me and hugged me back. The moment was short, but comforting all the same.
Do not worry for me, Cendari. I am learning multitudes of those life lessons you emphasised on Sunstrider Isle. This orc is helping me, one step at a time, loving me in his own gruff way.
Except for the times he steps in to protect me from stray monsters and spell casters. It is easy to remain in denial, to forget that I am killing beings when he is around. His shouts and stomps keep them in his direction, and create static which interrupts my moral thoughts. I feel pressure then to protect him, to destroy them all before they destroy him.
Although we fight together silently most of the time, we are bound to one another by intuition, and the desire to protect the other.
I find it silly that we are now in our 30th season, and I know very little of the orc's past, his dreams, or even his name. I simply call him "Mr. Orc," and he refers to me as"elf".
We are close, but wrapped up in silence. He is, thus far, my only friend, Cendari.
The other day we met in Grom'gol, I skipped out of the inn to find him standing there, patiently waiting on me. As usual I hugged him. He smiled at me and hugged me back. The moment was short, but comforting all the same.
Do not worry for me, Cendari. I am learning multitudes of those life lessons you emphasised on Sunstrider Isle. This orc is helping me, one step at a time, loving me in his own gruff way.
These are the adventures of Soleille Aurorella, a curious and scholarly mage of noble Sin'dorei birth.
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