Authors Note: Me again! Same disclaimers as always...enjoy!
Small Smiles 10 – Breathe Again
"Amatus...don't you do this to me...I'll never forgive you!" Elijah frowned, as he looked at Dorian's back, with their other friends around him, all looking at something.
"Do what? I'm right here..like always!" It was then that his friends and companions moved enough for him to see what he was looking at. He was stunned to see that he was now looking at himself, battered and on the ground, un-moving. "What in the maker's...oh...wait"
` "That's right...I was knocked over a cliff by a damned giant...or rather a second one that surprised us by coming out of nowhere after the first died..." This whole situation felt un-real to Elijah, as he watched Dorian try to bring him around. He now remembered how it felt when he slammed into the ground below the cliff...that bone jarring thud and then all the air went right out of him. It wasn't a dangerously high cliff..but it still hurt..a lot. He frowned further, then winced. The scene around him started spinning. It was a good thing he was little more than a spirit..or the spinning would have certainly made him vomit. Which if he wakes up he still might.
"Breath...BREATHE!" Dorian yelled, thumping his hands down onto Elijah's chest again, what little primal magic he knew radiating from his hands. With another thump, Elijah's spirit was suddenly jerked back into his bruised body, and his eyes snapped open, a loud breath coming from his lips, one of which hurt badly, due to a nasty, but easy to heal split. In the next instant, he knew what was about to come next, so he managed to get to his knees and turn away, just in time to empty his stomach contents onto the dusty ground, like he figured he might. Once it faded into a few hacking coughs then normally, but rattled breathing, he took a deep breath, and leaned away from the mess. Then he found himself wrapped into a pair of familiar arms.
"I am cross with you...you have to stop doing this...!" The voice then cursed in his homeland's normal language, which Elijah had been meaning to learn. He couldn't help the weak chuckle, and only lightly flinched when the back of his head was lightly smacked.
"Blame the giant...please do. I know I do" With some help he stood up. " Can we go now..? Before anything else wants to join the party?" That earned him another light-hearted smack, but he was helped back to camp regardless. Although..it wasn't without a comment from Dorian.
"How nice that the giants didn't knock your horrible sense of timing out of your head..." Elijah snorted at that. "or your so called sense of humor..."
End of Short! Just another short one this time...some of these I have a time of it trying to come up with an idea to fit the theme..sorry!