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Emaryl's Achilles' HeelEmaryl's Achilles' Heel by Aldric-Cheylan
Emaryl woke up with difficulty, while he was very dynamic every morning. It was all sunny outside and a beautiful day in perspective was waiting for him. He stood up, took off his pants and went to the bathroom. Aaulin was already there, in the marble bath, washing his hair. He loved to take his bath early in the morning to be fresh for the afternoon, like his teacher.
Emaryl approached the bath and entered the water. Aaulin moved a bit on the left to make place to his teacher. He sat in the bath and breathed out heavily. He spent the entire week travelling from tribe to tribe to teach contortion to young elves and this was not of any rest. It was something very interesting, he could learn more about many different tribes and teaching contortion was a real pleasure for him, but this was quite exhausting. This week seemed very long to Emaryl, even though it was very nice to meet children from other tribes and see their skills. An entire week without his beloved student always seemed ver
Bendable but Unbreakable LoveIt was in the early afternoon. Aorev was training in the garden with other young elves of the Oriental Tribe. He was explaining all the differences between backbends, frontbends and sidebends, all the different splits possible to do while doing bends and he was giving advice to the ones who needed some. He stood up and took a look at the way the elves were training. Seeing everything was done well he bent forward and put his hands on the grass right in front of his feet. He lifted his bottom and bent his back to sit on his own shoulders, standing on his arms. He brought back his legs on the sides of his head and straightened them. All the other elves were looking at him, admiring this beautiful position he was graciously doing.Bendable but Unbreakable Love by Aldric-Cheylan
In the meanwhile Aaulin was still in his bedroom. He went to bed quite late last night and wanted to rest a bit more. He paid a visit to his teacher Emaryl to talk a bit with him and also to train. He promised to himself he would not train this time and won't le
Contemplation - partie 1Contemplation - partie 1 by Aldric-Cheylan
Comme tous les jeudi, Lucas devait s'occuper du petit Julien, un enfant très sage, poli et fort aimable, châtain avec de grands yeux verts. Le couple avait pour habitude de partir tous les jeudi pour se rendre à leur club habituel et avait de ce fait demandé à Lucas, adulte de vingt-trois ans, de garder Julien, leur fils de douze ans.
Lucas trouvait toujours de quoi occuper l'enfant. Il l'emmenait au parc, ils allaient dans des musées, ou même à la piscine, mais cette fois, Lucas avait voulu innover.
- Est ce que ça te dirait d'aller au cirque aujourd'hui, Julien?
- Oh oui, s'exclama l'enfant, enthousiaste.
- Alors met tes chaussures et ton manteau, on y va!
- Et il y aura quoi au cirque, demanda Julien tout en enfilant ses chaussures.
- Des animaux sauvages et des saltimbanques je présume. Comme dans tout bon cirque qui se respecte, répondit Lucas en lui
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