‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍𝓕𝐀𝐄 𝐁𝐎𝐘 ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ 𓆩♡ྀི𓆪

ᅠ ᅠᅠᅠ ᅠᅠ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ 　ˏˋ⋆ ‍ ‍ ‍faeliet.carrd.co ‍ ‍ ‍⋆ˊˎ ᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠ Polluted by crimes and torn by the bitterest remorse. Where can I find rest but in 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇？ ᅠ ᅠᅠᅠ

Further away his petals would attack the rim of the mug. Sipping mindlessly. The warm fluid travelling down the inner canal of his throat pleases him greatly. He may just need another cup if the Witch doesn’t mind providing. (He did wonderfully— it doesn’t take much to appease the Elfling.) I can add as much or as little chips as I like. It truly depends on my mood. Being as I’m a genuinely a hungry person, I don’t even let the chips have enough time to be soggy. Is that weird .ᐣ

@FAELIET he has had plenty of practice with making his own drinks — both the non-alcoholic and alcoholic kind. perhaps that might be something he could share with his new friend too. sweetly smiling with just a peek of teeth. you're not afraid of the chips getting too soggy too quickly?

blearily blinks at his two cups of coffee. one is a day old. the other is at least two days old.

@BACTERIACENE One should be finding peace and in turn, the ability to rest. What’s keeping them awake .ᐣ

𝒰𝘯𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘶𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘺 .

⠀ Anyone still awake .ᐣ ⠀⠀

Now, that is a combination that I’ve never thought about. It actually sounds intriguing. I’ll admit that. If at some point that we share a moment such as this again, I’d love to try it. As far as myself? I enjoy that one human dish. Spaghetti bolognese? I believe that’s what it’s called. Mixed with those potato chips. Sounds a little overwhelming, but, the salty and tomatoey flavours just pair too well together for me. He silently thanks the other for his cup. Fingers now dancing around the handle of the warmed mug. The bittersweet scent lingering in between his nostrils. No longer keeping himself waiting, he lifted the rim towards plush petals. Careful as one could be in sipping the delicious liquid. Humming pleasantly. The Witch did well in preparing it for him.

@FAELIET enough to startle a person every time but refreshing once you get used to it.

He ponders for a moment, still remaining lost within the fabric sewed into the chair below him. The pads of fingers gliding with ease and nonstop at that. He doesn’t want to provide small talk and will respect any answer that is given to him. He doesn’t mind and completely understands if small talk is an annoyance. (The new friend is doing perfectly fine. For the little one spares all judgement.) Tell me. What is a combination of foods that you enjoy the most that most would find repulsive?

@FAELIET truthfully, he doesn't know where to start. (ashamedly, it feels like he is failing even the simplest of his duties being unable to find the words.)

Awaiting patiently for his promised cup, he then tunes in into the others’ response. Seemingly shortened, but still there as ever. He can recognise the expressions of a heavy mind. Confiding in a friend has helped along the way. A stranger even. He doesn’t want to pester him with far too many questions. Feel free to discuss anything as one pleases. The Elfling’s ears are open plenty to any conversation or venting needs. You are no longer alone, yes? You’ve a new friend, now.

@FAELIET something seemingly unfurls in the center of his chest at the sight and he exhales, soft and grounded for the first time in the day. too many thoughts seem to be battling for space lately. enough that he doesn't even know if they actually (belong) to him. the nights grow long.

@OPHILAUTIA He settles comfortably upon one of the provided chairs. Such pieces of furniture appeared to be carefully selected. Softened fingers brushing along the material; the indented prints creating familiarity. Do tell, what’s lingering in that mind of his?

@FAELIET spoonful of sugar and a splash of milk then for one and sugar only for the other. once the water boils, he'll pull out the cups. he beckons lightly with a hand — take any of the seats. the chairs are soft, the couches softer. even the rug was bought to avoid scrapes.

@OPHILAUTIA A spoonful of sugar and a splash of milk for him. Nothing more and nothing less, please. He takes notice of a barely printing curve of lips. It’s tender and warms his heart. Honeyed irises soaking in on the calm environment around them.

@FAELIET a slow upward curve of lips, barely there but sincere nonetheless. no sugar, no milk then? there may be syrups but the expiration date vary.

@OPHILAUTIA Would absolutely love to. Could use the bittersweet flavour.

@FAELIET that would be ideal — especially since it'll most likely be another long night tonight. want to share a new pot with him?

@silvanusnoctis Here.

who’s still awake?

ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ orion ; god of stars youngest child of hades & persephone prince of the underworld. ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ

@POETICPORTRAlTS The Elfling wasn’t speaking about him. He was speaking about himself.

@FAELIET I dont own a cottage in the middle of nowhere where no one can find me...

⠀ He owns a cottage． ⠀⠀

They say love is fire, consuming heart, mind, and soul. I say I am ready—not to be consumed, but forged.

@__denouement_ I will take your advice. I appreciate it, greatly. If you any other recommendations, feel free to share. I am all ears. Literally.

@FAELIET I would recommend taking the train through the Swiss Alps. Fantastic views and a beauty that you won’t find anywhere else. It’s breathtaking.

Arrived at Switzerland yesterday. Been busy gazing at beautiful mountains, feeling like I’ve been here before. A case of deja vu perhaps? Something feels familiar in the air, the crispness of slopes and greens of boughs felt through echoes of time. Cascades of ridges, melancholy valleys that paint the picture of an idyllic peace not quite remembered. Has it become so still that even hearts forget the passage of time? Rendered like ink on paper, the longing still bleeds through pages of memory.

@__denouement_ From all of my maps and exploring, I don’t believe so. I have heard of it. A mixed experience from a variety of others. Mostly positive. I’m rather curious.

@FAELIET More mountains and valleys than flowers, but the ones I did see were pretty. Have you been here before?

@REBEYLL Why is that ?