#aaradael

daddyvos and the bloodmommy huntress

just kiss already

Lovely to know. Do you go around telling everyone whom they should kiss?

She is... interesting.

Beautiful, yes, and delightfully cruel and fierce. She's capricious, elegant, and oh, so wild...

Ship + kiss writing challenge

6: A kiss on a falling tear

Thank you so much for this one 🤍

The night has fallen on the ruins of Elarion, slowly putting the burned city to sleep. Despite the comfort of the darkness, Kim'dael kept herself hidden under the dark cloak that protected her from sunlight during the day and the prying eyes of humans and elves who watched her with horror when they passed her on the road. 

She, who used to be the pride of Silvergrove and the entire Moonshadow race was now an outcast, an exile, a blemish. All she had wanted was to do the right thing, but no one understood her. They said her magic was no different from the cruel tricks used by powerless humans but Kim'dael knew it was more than that, for blood was the true essence of life.

For two years Kim'dael had been wandering Xadian lands, searching for a new purpose and cultivating her magic. She found herself at the headland by the Sea of the Castout, a place fitting for someone like her. 

Her steps carried her through the dead city covered in ashes and dust. She knew it used to be a great city once, immortalized in many books and poems that lived on when Elarion was no more. No one would write poems about someone like her. Despite her greatness, Kim'dael could only become a grim tale, not a heroine who'd saved Silvergrove from a mass attack by the human mages. Everyone would always remember her as a bloodthirsty mage, not a saviour. 

She was tired, so, so tired.

About an hour later, she'd reached the outskirts of the ancient city. She could hear the sound of the waves crashing against the nearby shore. She pulled off her hood and let the salty breeze wash over her. Only then did she hear another distant sound: trees rustling in the wind, idle voices laughing. 

Kim'dael sighed. It was all her imagination, her loneliness driving her to the edge of insanity where she imagined voices in this abandoned city. 

"Come closer," 

Kim'dael heard a voice in the back of her head. She turned around to see a small group of trees not too far away from her. There was a faint light glowing somewhere between them, calling her like a moth to the moonlight. 

"Come,"

It beckoned her again and she listened.

She stepped into a space filled with short trees. Even in the dark, she could see that they were heavy with fruit, but those fruits were unlike anything she'd seen before. They were small, round and red, like a heart torn out from a chest. She wondered what they tasted like.

"Come closer," The voice called, but this time it reached her ears directly. Kim'dael turned to the side and to her utmost surprise, she saw two figures in front of her, one of them sitting on a fallen trunk and watching the other sleep on the ground by a small fire. Sensing no danger, she approached them to realize that one of them was an elf, his skin glistening in the warm hue. The other one, shockingly, was a young human girl, sleeping so deeply that she didn't even stir when Kim'dael walked closer. She couldn't believe her own eyes.

"Here, join us," said the elf and gestured at the free space on the other side of the trunk. Kim'dael took it, still too shocked to fully believe in a genuine act of kindness coming from this stranger. 

"Who are you?" Kim'dael asked, her voice hoarse and strained after weeks of silence.

"We are outcasts," the elf sighed. Upon a closer look, Kim'dael could see stars of all shapes and sizes on his skin, mirroring the distant sky above them. Startouch elves are extinct, she thought. 

"I'm an outcast too. My people… they banished me because I saved them with magic unknown to elfkind before," Kim'dael explained, feeling her throat tightening when more painful memories flowed into her head. "I saved them…."

"And yet, they refused to understand you," the Startouch elf spoke softly. "You've done so much and all they did was condemn you. I know how you feel," He said, reaching the depths of Kim'dael's heart with his words. Before she knew it, hot tears were trailing down her cheeks.

"I-I just wanted to do the right thing…" Kim'dael sobbed, her body practically trembling with all the pain and misery that washed over her. Finally, someone understood her. Finally, she was no longer alone. "I found a way, a magic stronger than Moonshadow illusions, I-" Her voice broke and soon she was howling like a wounded animal, letting her emotions come out to the surface after two years of suppressing them. It felt like she was bleeding out.

The other elf moved closer, his warm body pressed against her side. "Shhhh…." He tried to soothe her and wrapped her in his arms where she continued sobbing like she'd never done before. The human girl mumbled something in her sleep and turned to the other side. 

"One day they will realize the mistake they've made," The elf whispered, placing his star-touched palm on Kim'dael's scarred cheek to make her look up and when she did, Moon and shadows knew that she was lost in the gold of his eyes. She felt him press his lips to hers, a chaste kiss that was gone too soon but instantly worked to calm her down and ground her right at this moment.