That Which Lay Beneath

“Hello Afrael.” “Hello Sir Dragon, Yeon.” “Why so formal Afrael? Your lips forget what they have kissed,” said Yeon, smiling broadly. “You were not in that form,” said Afrael. His cheeks took a slightly redder hue but his eyes remained fixed. “Would you prefer this?” asked Yeon, shapeshifting into a tall middle aged half elfContinue reading “That Which Lay Beneath”