#aeril

••• July 24th, 2021 •••

I Exercise for a living, I move around looking to score the steps, Daily without any fatigue I stretch, 5am Kisses Me First, All the stretch experiments are touched by me, Bones feeling as if are breaking, With every sound of bone break, I feel ready for the day, Aerobics are ABC, Cardios are Vowels, Dance moves are my rhythmic lyrics, Ballroom is danced soulishly in the dawn, Bangra…

I’ve been listening to Brandy by Looking Glass too much lmao. I feel like Aeril had a woman she loved. Anytime her ship docked in a particular harbor, there was a Quel’dorei woman she would see working at her favorite tavern. A cheerful, bubbly woman that she spent long evenings talking to and would tell her stories about her travels. She’d bring her gifts and drawings she’d done and in return the woman would always bake her favorite cakes whenever her favorite strapping, young Kaldorei was back in town. 

Eventually, war would keep Aeril from being able to come back and visit her little love, and when she was finally able to return, the woman was nowhere to be found. After asking around, the locals referred to her as if she’d passed in the war, and therefore Aeril grieved her. She’s still heartbroken, to this day.