1. Aysel

    Private Shadows Trailing Behind Beasts [M]

    “That’s ridiculous,” Aysel scowled. “I look nothing like a sweet potato.” She kept following after him, a half step behind so he could lead. The dark stone path had pieces of light reflecting moonstone tucked away in the corners, illuminating the path before them. The buildings around them were...
  2. Aysel

    Private Shadows Trailing Behind Beasts [M]

    Aysel took a whiff of the air. He was telling the truth. He had just gotten up and left. Why did he take her, though? Didn't matter, because he would give her his name. Did it even matter now? Why did she follow after him? Only for a name? That couldn't be a very good reason to follow someone...
  3. Aysel

    Private Shadows Trailing Behind Beasts [M]

    The wooden plate was thrown perfectly, flying over the heads of others to hit its mark. Right in the man's face. He clutched at his face, cursing in that pretty language. It could have been incoherent jibberish for all Aysel knew, and still the cadence of the words was pleasing to the ears...
  4. Aysel

    Private Shadows Trailing Behind Beasts [M]

    Aysel didn't know what he said at the end. All she heard was "go," which meant "yes" or "good girl." By the old gods, did she salivate when he brought his robe close to her nose. Overwhelmed by all the scents. Vinegar. Oil. Sharp cut of herb. The subtle sweetness. Peppery. Garlicky. Spicy and...
  5. Aysel

    Private Shadows Trailing Behind Beasts [M]

    One. "Maybe I didn't want more." A fast retort. Two. "Maybe I do now." Aysel began to lean over the table, slow as if the slower she moved, the less he could see her. Three. Another inch, breathing in the savory and the salt. Lips began to curl. Four. Gray eyes on his face, looking into...
  6. Aysel

    Private Shadows Trailing Behind Beasts [M]

    Her tongue licked the lingering flavor on her lips as she watched him eat, like a dog licking their chops. Another thick swallow, thinking how she should have savored it more. Maybe if she had another bite... gray eyes followed the sandwich, watched the rivulet of oil slide down his forearm...
  7. Aysel

    Private Shadows Trailing Behind Beasts [M]

    Her eyes danced from the meatball and his teeth. A part of her wanted the meatball now that he was treating it like a toy. If she had no self-control whatsoever, she might have leaned over the table and licked it up from his hand. She might have just bitten his entire hand off. But she didn't...
  8. Aysel

    Private Shadows Trailing Behind Beasts [M]

    Aysel shirked away from his fingers that meant to beckon her closer, twisting her shoulder as if it could shield her. She was soon reminded that the sandwich was unfortunately not hers and she needed to give it back. A deal was a deal, but luckily for her, he offered her something almost as good...
  9. Aysel

    Private Shadows Trailing Behind Beasts [M]

    She swallowed hard when the plate was pushed towards her. If this were on the menu, she wouldn't have known. Aysel wasn't the best reader, but she could make spelling her name look very nice when she had a few minutes to spell out all five letters. Another thick swallow of saliva, seeing nothing...
  10. Aysel

    Private Shadows Trailing Behind Beasts [M]

    She would have corrected him that there were two sorts of fouls. One was for birds, the other was for lewd words. Even if he had been correct, Arturo's meatballs were delicious—all beef, no pork, and clearly not fried but boiled in the sauce instead. The meat flavored the sauce, the sauce...
  11. Aysel

    Private Shadows Trailing Behind Beasts [M]

    Black brows narrowed low over her gimlet gaze, sandwich in her mouth, thick sauce starting to dribble over the sharp lip of the toasted bread. She watched how oil and vinegar dripped down his sandwich and onto the wooden plate like raindrops dripping from the eave of a roof. The oil made his...
  12. Aysel

    Private Shadows Trailing Behind Beasts [M]

    CONTENT WARNING - SEXUAL CONTENT She used her thumb to wipe away the red smear at the corner of her lips, ignoring the brush of someone's arm against her back as they moved past her seat. Aysel had forgotten to ask for napkins, and now that there was a crowd at the counter, it was too late for...
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  13. Aysel

    Open The werewolf beggings his journey

    "That's it." Her mentor could no longer handle the whining, the whimpering, and the crying over the people just ahead. Any second, Aysel kept muttering, any second, any second, any second. Aysel picked her eyes away from the trio to watch blue eyes go from mild frustration to blazing...
  14. Aysel

    Open The werewolf beggings his journey

    "Great, there's even more people." Aysel whined. "What are they all doing?" "We'll find out soon enough," her mentor said, still as unbothered as ever. "I don't want to find out, I want them gone." "What has gotten you so anxious?" Aysel was quiet. This was a good question, one she still...
  15. Aysel

    Open The werewolf beggings his journey

    "It's weird that we're staying so far behind." "It isn't." The mage said as she continued to stride forward, looking ahead as if there weren't travelers walking in the same direction as they were. "They looked at us!" Aysel hissed. "They think we're weird." "Who cares?" "I do, me. I care."...
  16. Aysel

    Open The werewolf beggings his journey

    If any paths were prone to trouble, it was surely the one that the mage and her pet had taken. When they had first come across a trio of bandits deliriously drunk from sweet and heady maple mushroom mead, Aysel had guessed it to be a sign that there was nothing to fear. When they had come across...
  17. Aysel

    Aysel

    From the various diaries of Maria the Maungy Mage, shown on the left, this is all that she has ever written about Aysel other than the numbers used to score her learning: link to art "On my journey toward Hermit's Peak in Lapvona, I came across a village of Reyk that had hidden itself from the...
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