I’m remembering you. [Tav smiles fondly, bringing up one hand to cover Gale’s. He relishes the newly-roughened skin, from the soft hands of a scholar to the hardened calluses of an adventurer. He remembers magicking shadow-cursed thorns out of these hands or watching them twist and turn when casting spells. More blood trickles down from Tav’s nose, but he doesn’t stop it.]
Remembering you blocks out the voice.
[Tav can barely hear the echoes if he focuses on Gale, if he’s centered on those brown eyes.]
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Date: 2023-12-21 02:47 pm (UTC)Remembering you blocks out the voice.
[Tav can barely hear the echoes if he focuses on Gale, if he’s centered on those brown eyes.]