Jareth’s lips curved into a faint smile, the kind that didn’t quite reach his eyes. He glanced at the griffon, its breathing even and steady now, then back at Garryn.
He leaned against his staff, the polished wood glinting faintly in its own light.
Jareth stretched his arms overhead, a faint groan escaping him as the tension in his shoulders eased. He let them drop back to his sides with a resigned sigh before rubbing the back of his neck.
Jareth walked toward the door, but not before calling forth a spirit wisp. The tiny orb of light flickered into existence, its glow soft and comforting. He cupped it gently in his hands, cradling it close, almost as if hugging it.
The wisp pulsed in response, a playful energy radiating from it as it zipped through the air. It darted toward Garryn, hovering inches from his face before swooping over to the griffon. Its ghostly, childlike laughter echoed faintly, filling the space with an unexpected sense of lightness.
Jareth chuckled softly, a rare smile tugging at his lips.
Nostalgic, huh?he said, his voice tinged with dry humor.
I’d forgotten how much fun it was—dodging death, mending wounds. Really takes me back.
He leaned against his staff, the polished wood glinting faintly in its own light.
But let’s not romanticize it too much. Nostalgia tends to gloss over the parts where we were inches from disaster—again and again.His gaze softened, and he let out a low chuckle.
Then again, maybe that’s why we’re still standing. Too stubborn to quit, too reckless to walk away.
Jareth stretched his arms overhead, a faint groan escaping him as the tension in his shoulders eased. He let them drop back to his sides with a resigned sigh before rubbing the back of his neck.
Well,he began, his voice tinged with the weariness of a long day,
if you don’t mind, I think I’ll take you up on that rest now.A yawn punctuated his words, unbidden but impossible to suppress, making his usual composed demeanor seem almost human for a moment.
Jareth walked toward the door, but not before calling forth a spirit wisp. The tiny orb of light flickered into existence, its glow soft and comforting. He cupped it gently in his hands, cradling it close, almost as if hugging it.
Please, watch over them,he murmured, his voice barely audible.
The wisp pulsed in response, a playful energy radiating from it as it zipped through the air. It darted toward Garryn, hovering inches from his face before swooping over to the griffon. Its ghostly, childlike laughter echoed faintly, filling the space with an unexpected sense of lightness.
Jareth chuckled softly, a rare smile tugging at his lips.
Seems it’s in a playful mood.
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