Hello loves! While I haven't been writing, I have been working on updating some issues that have been hanging around on the layout! The Character change box is now at the bottom of the page, beside the up/down arrows! Green and Gold dragon flight dates have been shifted to the bottom of the page, where the (useless!) discord widget was located. Where the dragon flights were in the header, is now replaced by a Monthly Event box! This will be updated at the start of each month, with a fun mini-event you can take part in, if you want to! Thistle!
22.Oct.12, 04:38 AM
Talian hummed in soft appreciation of the back rub. His muscles were knotted and his posture rigid, signs of the stress that the young healer wallowed in. He handled it better these days, but it had not vanished. Perhaps one day it would, but for the time being, caffeine addiction and repetitive cycles of studying and self-analysis were Talian's answers. He still spent long hours pouring over his own symptoms, trying to find some sort of magic medication that would cure his depression. At this point, however, it was largely a ritualistic cause. Talian was not happy, but he was no longer as intensely depressed as he'd been. He was no longer suicidal or nihilistic. He knew his problem wasn't actually medical, but merely the lack of focus that he'd expressed moments before.
This new idea about finding B'jin's cure was much more promising. Talian may not be able to cure his own problem which was all in his head, but B'jin's allergy was real and untested enough that maybe, just maybe, some good would come of Talian's research. Shards, it was something to do...Even something to present at Healer Hall when he returned! If he ever returned.
In this sudden flourish of unnatural optimism, that almost seemed like it may be possible one day. After all, he'd survived an entire turn. Maybe he could tough it out a little longer.
Oh, shards! He'd been daydreaming. He jumped when Larrikith's voice entered his mind, though for one he did not cringe. His head snapped towards her and he smiled, so pleased by the strange affection in her voice that he forgot to mistrust her. "I think I'm with B'jin on that one," he said, slowly reaching out and stroking her nose with his delicate fingers. She was so pleasantly soft, in spite of her firmness. What odd creatures!
In that moment, between his new understanding with B'jin, the pleasant new ideas in his mind, and the distinct lack of hatred for the green dragon, Talian giggled sweetly. It was the single happiest moment he'd had in a very, very long time. He could barely stand it, and in a fit of sudden passion, he wriggled free of B'jin, only to dive onto his knees and throw one arm around B'jin's midsection and another around the dragon's nose.
"I love you!"
This new idea about finding B'jin's cure was much more promising. Talian may not be able to cure his own problem which was all in his head, but B'jin's allergy was real and untested enough that maybe, just maybe, some good would come of Talian's research. Shards, it was something to do...Even something to present at Healer Hall when he returned! If he ever returned.
In this sudden flourish of unnatural optimism, that almost seemed like it may be possible one day. After all, he'd survived an entire turn. Maybe he could tough it out a little longer.
Oh, shards! He'd been daydreaming. He jumped when Larrikith's voice entered his mind, though for one he did not cringe. His head snapped towards her and he smiled, so pleased by the strange affection in her voice that he forgot to mistrust her. "I think I'm with B'jin on that one," he said, slowly reaching out and stroking her nose with his delicate fingers. She was so pleasantly soft, in spite of her firmness. What odd creatures!
In that moment, between his new understanding with B'jin, the pleasant new ideas in his mind, and the distinct lack of hatred for the green dragon, Talian giggled sweetly. It was the single happiest moment he'd had in a very, very long time. He could barely stand it, and in a fit of sudden passion, he wriggled free of B'jin, only to dive onto his knees and throw one arm around B'jin's midsection and another around the dragon's nose.
"I love you!"
