Recent content by Khehe

One foot in front of the other, Khehe followed the ley with tiny steps. “A sylph would be a good choice.” She giggled. “Of course, I am biased to think so.” She hummed in audible thought when he inquired after the conduits of light. “Light alignments are rarer for fae, as I’m sure you know...

He was sincere enough to satisfy her. Khehe did not release his hands, just in case. Warlocks were generally oversized children and required the same teaching, especially where magick was involved. It was not his fault he had been born mortal, and he seemed very invested in learning to use the...

"As if," she began indignantly from her perch, "I would allow you to come to any harm." She harumphed to his attempt to ply her with playful compliments. She would not be swayed! She pecked his ear to say as much without having to speak to him again. The ley was, as she had said, a short walk...

Khehe hummed, a sound that was neither approval nor disapproval at his master’s negligence. “Well he isn’t wrong, your master. Becoming one with the aether is easy, but keeping all of your bits in one place and pulling them out are more challenging. Even young fae must learn. It is not...

Khehe trudged along behind Vulpesen reluctantly. Her pale hair was plastered to her sweaty brow and curls of white were standing out against her flushed cheeks. The proud little sidhe would be the last to admit she was struggling or that she had lost more of her strength in Eccrin than she’d...

“Clever,” she giggled. How powerful she could have been if her magick had been fueled by secrets. As it were, she was shackled to the leys like most other fae. His patron must surely have been a duanann to grant that sort of power. Nothing of note, then. A shame. Titania must have been burning...

She felt an ear under her beak and saw an ear, but something not quite unseen swatted at her. Ah! So he was hiding more! She tipped her head to inspect it better, one silvery eye moving curiously. A year as a warlock. No time at all by fae standards, but impressive that he had lasted this...

"Ah, well. It will definitely be brief. But if you are at all interesting, the memories of this short journey will last my lifetime, giving a part of you life beyond your own lifespan." She giggled, clearly having recovered from her momentary gloom. "I will not so quickly forget your help. I...

His mild exasperation pleased her. She adjusted to remain perched atop him, hopping about his shoulders and even directly on the back of his head while he packed up the cloak. When he finally began walking, she had resumed her place on his shoulder and made herself rather comfortable. The day...

Her laughter was light and soft, smoother than her sharp, girlish voice. She did not argue to contradict his statement, as many wyldfae made their way through life without ever donning a scrap of clothing. The remark proved that he must be more familiar with society fae. Interesting. She added...

Her celebration came to an abrupt halt. He wasn't paying attention. It wasn't as fun if she celebrated their victory alone. Khehe pursed her lips in confusion. What was he digging in his bag for? She leaned to the side to peer over his shoulder. Not that she had to wait long. Her champion...

Outwardly, Khehe was naught but a flower closed against the harsh sunlight. Nothing was odd about her, and one might never know the bloom they possessed was a sidhe in disguise. Inside, however, she had retained all of her faculties. Her mind was alight with fear, worry, eagerness, hope. She...

Unsurprisingly, becoming a flower was unpleasant business. In this state, Khehe was blind and mostly deaf. She was only aware of the sway of being carried, the distant voices of the villagers celebrating -- the sound muffled as if she were deep underwater. The world tipped and swayed, cradling...

She smiled as his hand closed around hers. Magick rushed into the clearing, a gale that pushed them closer together and yet passed right through their bodies. It slithered into the space between their palms and Khehe felt the prick of a hundred needles. "Vulpesen," she repeated. Their pact was...

Darkness coiled around the trees, and Khehe could feel the ripple of magick in the air. A ward, of sorts? She had been so removed from her own kind and the ley lines for so long that her heart fluttered with excitement. Magick. She could have real magick again! "Of course. It would not be very...