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Sergey Lameyko - Old barn in the winter village

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And so we return

 

To a home deep in the north

 

  Shrouded by the darkness of the night that fell upon it

 

Frigid temperatures seeping into the home

 

Paving their way towards snowy haired elf stationed at his desk

 

Grazing his caramel skin with its frosty touch

 

Moonlight accompanies it in its endeavor

 

Though

 

None of it seemed to bother him

 

He wrote and wrote

Tired but determined

Determined to finish his fleeting thought

Press it to paper before it danced from his mind

His pen hit the paper like a sweet melody

Engraving its ink into the pages ever so elegantly

 

Until

 

It left

 

Pranced its way from the forefront of of his consciousness

 

 

"Maybe... Maybe its time for me to rest..."

 

 

Said the elf as he pondered his next move

 

How long had it been since he last slept?

Tap

Days?

Tap

Weeks?

Tap Tap

Months...?

Tap

Who knew?

Tap Tap

Who cared?

Tap-

It'd been so long that counting the days had grown useless

His body's looming fatigue was something he'd be used to

Going to sleep was what seemed foreign to him by this time

Something he was no longer used to, yet he tried to all the same

 

Creak

 

He peered out the window again

The moonlight began to dance upon his glossy eyes

Silently blessing his iris' with a gorgeous reflection painted upon them

For many moments he found himself locked in its magnificent light

Mindlessly staring as the courage to tear from it slowly mustered within him

His gaze now rested upon his vacant bed as he fell into more thought

Pondering

Pondering..

Pondering...

 

The silence..

The silence was... loud

Deafening even

 

"Again...?"

It echoed through the room, chuckling lightly

 

This time though

The elf's reaction was...

different

Instead of breaking down

 

He stood there

 

In the silence he'd turn

Turn to the direction of the voice

Though

Again

No one was there

But he knew that already

He's always known that

He's always...

refused

resented

hated

That voice

The man that laughed in the dark

The person he hated most

 

Water sprinkled his cheeks

Dancing upon them as it glistened in the moonlight

Silently glazing his tired features

Standing there

Encapsulated by his own thoughts

 

"Perhaps... I was not as tired as I once thought..."

 

Stumbled through his lips

Bouncing from tooth to tooth as it escaped his mouth

Pursued by a sniffle

Tap

"I think... its time for a brief walk"

Tap

Tap

THUD

He awoke

The sunlight now bleeding into the room

The frost still chilling his form

A familiar severed hand prodding at his face with its chilled index

 

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Air is my favourite mage oh I love air, air air air

 

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9 hours ago, Direswift said:

Air is my favourite mage oh I love air, air air air

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