My offer still stands: anyone interested will get all my old notes about Valen, his parents and grandfather (crap, of course).
Like:
SCENE# 13.03: The morning afterValen opened his eyes, still caught in his dream, not willing to wake up. The touch of the
elf’s skin next to his, the scent of her, the warmth of her body
had felt wonderful and almost real, but it had been only a dream, of
course.
"Last night…,â€
Aldatariel looked into the tiefling’s eyes shyly and longingly at
the same time, shaking her head when she saw the guilt and shame
there. “I wanted this so much. No. Don’t speak. Do not spoil what
means so much to me.â€
Her index finger tracing his lips, she whispered: “Why don’t we try again?â€
Modifié par Aldatariel Calentaur, 29 mai 2011 - 10:07 .