Written in Flesh

*Tweeeeeet!*

a sound of a kittle can be heard whistling, signaling that the water inside is boiling.

"mmhm" nic groans as he slightly open his eyes to see a sky of stars and tall trees in his surrounding.

"I think he's up aunty" a familiar voice shouted.

"oh my, if you had stayed asleep any longer, we would have been forced to dig you a grave" the voice of a middle age woman sounded.

nic turned his head to see a campfire burning away, two people can be seen, one a middle aged woman who was taking the kettle off the raging flames, the other he could recognize even without his armor, it was no other than mion who was covered in bandages up to his neck, his chubby face looks smooth and untouched, his nose sharp and pointed, short brown hair resides on the top of his head resembling that of a palm tree with no hair on the sides.

"if your mother had seen you in this condition she would have gone senile" the woman said as she held her hand to her mouth, she smiled as she laughed inwardly, as she came closer nic saw her beautiful face, her perfectly small pointed nose as well as her well formed jaw made her face looked fragile, her lips small and soft, her soft caramel complexion make her skin look like gold around the campfire, medium sized eye gave her face perfection, with her black iris that drawing you into a void, her long flowing brown hair reach that of her breast, which was the size one man wish to behold, her curved hourglass shape can rival that of a model, on one of her legs bandages can be seen as she was injured.

"how long was I asleep, aunt dona" nic asked as he realized that it was his mothers close friend, she was also ivry's aunt.

"1..2...3 about 4 weeks I guess" she said as she place one hand under her chin trying to calculate how long it has been.

"FOUR WEEKS!" nic shouted

*cough,couch*

"relax your not fully healed, it's a miracle you even survived" she said as she leant forward to nics body on the ground.

"yea nic your not like me who can use my gift to speed up my healing times two" mion said as he raise his head looking proud of his abilities.

"yes just rest you would be ok in no time" dona said as she smiles at nic.

"oh, aunty didn't anyone ever told you that wolves enjoy the full moon" mion said watching the leaned woman, his cheeks bright red and eyes wide open.

"gimme a moment little nic I'll be back in a few" she said as she stands up and smiles her eyes resembling that of a crescent.

...

*smack,smack* "awhh, I was only mentioning the moon in the sky aunty"

"their is not no full moon tonight you perverted pig"

*smack,smack..*

"awwwhhh..."

the sounds of pain wakes up the dark forest

nic chose to ignore the two of them, he raised his hand to the sky feeling a odd pain in his right arm, as he turn his arm, he is welcomed by writings that have been carved into his flesh, the language he does not understand but knows its origin, it was none other than Elven language.

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{author here, just realized I never really defined how most my characters look, I apologize for this mistake T_T}