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Little childling huddling his pillow while watching all the adults walk past
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He clutched the pillow to his chest. It was his only friend among the taller elites walking by. He looked up and wondered where he was, having drifted from his training area. He only wanted to explore the other places, and seeing certain symbols sparkled his yellow eyes with curiosity. Too afraid to get up, watching the towering, well-dressed behemoths ignore him. They never looked down or saw him. He was too scared to call out for help, worried he might get scolded or lashed for disobedience.
He remembered hearing a lot of loud noises in one of the training areas he was prohibited from. Many plasma shots hit targets, being chased off by another scary, scarred elite that didn’t want him there. He knew the way, however. He had gone through ducts and small crevices that the others were too big for now—one of the quieter areas. Looking around and not making a peep, he felt utterly invisible, like the other tall ones in armor fading from sight. No one even bothered to look down at him.
At least he had his pillow. He never went without it. His friend had kept him safe through the more frightening places or reassured him after getting scolded. Maybe he was safe here? He pondered. It wasn’t like anyone here noticed him; this place was more active. His back was against the brick wall, seated and huddled up. He closed his eyes and enjoyed the breeze. The multiple conversations he ignored were a nice bit of ambiance.
Surprisingly feeling his eyes become heavy, he kept his soft friend warm against his chest and leaned his head forward to rest it against his legs. Maybe a little nap wouldn’t hurt. He can always continue looking around when he wakes up.
Here's a story about this pic written by
gahtrenHe clutched the pillow to his chest. It was his only friend among the taller elites walking by. He looked up and wondered where he was, having drifted from his training area. He only wanted to explore the other places, and seeing certain symbols sparkled his yellow eyes with curiosity. Too afraid to get up, watching the towering, well-dressed behemoths ignore him. They never looked down or saw him. He was too scared to call out for help, worried he might get scolded or lashed for disobedience.
He remembered hearing a lot of loud noises in one of the training areas he was prohibited from. Many plasma shots hit targets, being chased off by another scary, scarred elite that didn’t want him there. He knew the way, however. He had gone through ducts and small crevices that the others were too big for now—one of the quieter areas. Looking around and not making a peep, he felt utterly invisible, like the other tall ones in armor fading from sight. No one even bothered to look down at him.
At least he had his pillow. He never went without it. His friend had kept him safe through the more frightening places or reassured him after getting scolded. Maybe he was safe here? He pondered. It wasn’t like anyone here noticed him; this place was more active. His back was against the brick wall, seated and huddled up. He closed his eyes and enjoyed the breeze. The multiple conversations he ignored were a nice bit of ambiance.
Surprisingly feeling his eyes become heavy, he kept his soft friend warm against his chest and leaned his head forward to rest it against his legs. Maybe a little nap wouldn’t hurt. He can always continue looking around when he wakes up.
Category Artwork (Digital) / All
Species Sangheili / Elites
Size 2500 x 1850px
File Size 3.03 MB
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