Submission (#976) Approved
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Prompt
Submitted
24 November 2024, 15:19:10 PST (1 month ago)
Processed
27 November 2024, 11:47:32 PST (1 month ago) by DrakElias
Comments
+4 shards (prompt)
+4 shards (478 words)
+1 eth shards (prompt)
+5 eth shards (double master ribbon)
: +8 shards, +6 eth shards
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"Not getting yourself some wings then?" the question was posed to Alorus in an off handed way as Remiel searched the top shelves for some medicine and bandages for his old friend, "Mot getting into the full swing of the festival?"
Remiel remembered when he'd first gotten wings, long, long ago. He saved shards for a strenuous stretch of time to be able to afford them, really. At the time, he'd be too young to have any sort of medical training so saving the shards had been a hard thing to do, but it had been worth it in the end. Most people wanted to soar the skies with the spell, but no, not him.
He just wanted to be able to reach the top shelves in his own room without having to call for assistance and embarrass himself. He'd been born what his friends had often denominated as a 'short king', and to say he had despised the notion was an understatement, honestly. It'd been trying, to have his room mate tease him by stretching elegantly over him to fetch anything he couldn't reach, and it had taken Remiel an extremely long time to realize, that perhaps at the time... it had been less teasing and more flirting.
He'd never been able to look past the embarrassment he felt and had lost the opportunity to flirt back at the time.
His patient, sitting slightly pitifully on the bed in his office, scrunched his nose, "No," the idea seemed horribly distasteful, "I don't like heights, and I would not be caught dead more than a few feet above ground. No thank you," he'd spent a good part of the festival looking at stalls and passing up on the balloon ride his friend Akiko had gone on, "Rem... I managed to hurt myself by tripping over some stock one of the stalls outside had just out of sight... can you imagine what'd happen if I had wings and the ability to fly? I'd crash and burn. I'd accidentally fall to my death. Can you imagine??"
The doctor chuckled, flitting down from where he'd been grabbing bandages and set to the task of cleaning up Alorus' wound, "You big fucking baby, gods," he cleaned the wound and started to set up the bandages with grace, offering the white wool a small smack when he was done, "Well then, out you go!"
Alorus seemed to hesitate for a moment and then smirked, "What, you gonna stay in here? YOU have wings, come with!"
A small flutter of wings by his face made him notice the small butterfly spirit he had bonded with. She had settled on the wall clock, seeming to indicate that he could, in fact, take a break - he was due one. And thus, after a small sigh, nodded and followed the other wool outside into the festival
+4 shards (478 words)
+1 eth shards (prompt)
+5 eth shards (double master ribbon)
: +8 shards, +6 eth shards
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"Not getting yourself some wings then?" the question was posed to Alorus in an off handed way as Remiel searched the top shelves for some medicine and bandages for his old friend, "Mot getting into the full swing of the festival?"
Remiel remembered when he'd first gotten wings, long, long ago. He saved shards for a strenuous stretch of time to be able to afford them, really. At the time, he'd be too young to have any sort of medical training so saving the shards had been a hard thing to do, but it had been worth it in the end. Most people wanted to soar the skies with the spell, but no, not him.
He just wanted to be able to reach the top shelves in his own room without having to call for assistance and embarrass himself. He'd been born what his friends had often denominated as a 'short king', and to say he had despised the notion was an understatement, honestly. It'd been trying, to have his room mate tease him by stretching elegantly over him to fetch anything he couldn't reach, and it had taken Remiel an extremely long time to realize, that perhaps at the time... it had been less teasing and more flirting.
He'd never been able to look past the embarrassment he felt and had lost the opportunity to flirt back at the time.
His patient, sitting slightly pitifully on the bed in his office, scrunched his nose, "No," the idea seemed horribly distasteful, "I don't like heights, and I would not be caught dead more than a few feet above ground. No thank you," he'd spent a good part of the festival looking at stalls and passing up on the balloon ride his friend Akiko had gone on, "Rem... I managed to hurt myself by tripping over some stock one of the stalls outside had just out of sight... can you imagine what'd happen if I had wings and the ability to fly? I'd crash and burn. I'd accidentally fall to my death. Can you imagine??"
The doctor chuckled, flitting down from where he'd been grabbing bandages and set to the task of cleaning up Alorus' wound, "You big fucking baby, gods," he cleaned the wound and started to set up the bandages with grace, offering the white wool a small smack when he was done, "Well then, out you go!"
Alorus seemed to hesitate for a moment and then smirked, "What, you gonna stay in here? YOU have wings, come with!"
A small flutter of wings by his face made him notice the small butterfly spirit he had bonded with. She had settled on the wall clock, seeming to indicate that he could, in fact, take a break - he was due one. And thus, after a small sigh, nodded and followed the other wool outside into the festival
Rewards
| Reward | Amount |
|---|---|
| Airursa | 1 |
| Shards | 8 |
| Ethereal Shards | 6 |
Characters
Wool-255: Alorus
No rewards set.
Wool-877: Remiel
No rewards set.