The Crying Traveler
Kalana slowly stirred. His body ached all over, especially in his nether regions, but that's not what he's worried about.
"Hey, cherry. You feeling alright?"
"Wh...Where's our baby...? Is he alright...?"
"Yeah," Nakh replied as he handed him a huge bundle. "He's right here."
Kal gently cradled the baby in his arms. It was a size of a 2-year-old, but he was the most perfect being he had ever seen. The precious little treasure that he and Nakh created. The pain was all worth it to see it alive and well.
"It's an Estopian, pure male, like me," Nakh said.
"Did you name him yet? Coz I got no ideas yet."
"I dunno. I was too busy worrying about you. You almost died by the loss of blood, and our son was put through quite a wringer as well. It's a miracle both of you survive..."
"Miracle! That's it!" Kal smiled. "We'll name our son 'Ellokh'. It means 'miracle' in your giant language, isn't it?"
"Kal, that's perfect. Ellokh it is."
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Love of the Damned
Thilius stared at the feather. It was rather special. No matter how long he held it against the fires of Hell, it wouldn't burn.
In fact, it just glowed and after a long while, part the fire that tried to lick it.
He knew then that he could never forget nor deny the feelings that made him feel bliss for the first time in his life.
He knew then that he had found his precious treasure.
"Faira..."
Kalana slowly stirred. His body ached all over, especially in his nether regions, but that's not what he's worried about.
"Hey, cherry. You feeling alright?"
"Wh...Where's our baby...? Is he alright...?"
"Yeah," Nakh replied as he handed him a huge bundle. "He's right here."
Kal gently cradled the baby in his arms. It was a size of a 2-year-old, but he was the most perfect being he had ever seen. The precious little treasure that he and Nakh created. The pain was all worth it to see it alive and well.
"It's an Estopian, pure male, like me," Nakh said.
"Did you name him yet? Coz I got no ideas yet."
"I dunno. I was too busy worrying about you. You almost died by the loss of blood, and our son was put through quite a wringer as well. It's a miracle both of you survive..."
"Miracle! That's it!" Kal smiled. "We'll name our son 'Ellokh'. It means 'miracle' in your giant language, isn't it?"
"Kal, that's perfect. Ellokh it is."
--:--
Love of the Damned
Thilius stared at the feather. It was rather special. No matter how long he held it against the fires of Hell, it wouldn't burn.
In fact, it just glowed and after a long while, part the fire that tried to lick it.
He knew then that he could never forget nor deny the feelings that made him feel bliss for the first time in his life.
He knew then that he had found his precious treasure.
"Faira..."
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