@firejugglinghobo sent... to Dorian
"You're losing a lot of blood right now."
"I can see that... Who are you?" Dorian took a short breath, pushing himself to his elbows. He felt dizzy and, yes, he could feel the blood quickly gushing out from a stomach wound. He shut his eyes and concentrated, his limbs trembling and barely able to hold himself up while he hummed a melody his mother used to when she would dress his skinned knees playing as a child. The magic moved from his fingertips like a soft breeze knitting blue skin back together under the burbling light red blood.
"What happened?" Dorian hadn't seen the attacker coming. It was powerful, leaving him nearly bleeding out in the streets if not for this man, he might have wound up like... an old friend.
