Kelly and Sandrias

old couple walking while holding hands

“I’m sorry,” Kelly told her beloved, “But I can’t help you plow.” She cupped a wrinkled hand over his elven ears. Her old face failed to match his youthful skin.

Sandrias shook his head. “I didn’t mean for you to.”

“Will you still remember me when you finally get old?”

“Of course.” He held her hand. “I’m jealous of humans. You experience life so fast, then move on to the next life together.”

“You could have fallen in love with an elf,” Kelly offered.

“I could have – but I’ve loved every stage of our lives together, including this one.”


This was written for this week’s Carrot Ranch Prompt, growing old.  I play a buttload of D&D, and one of the concepts that intrigues me is half-elves, because I don’t see how an elf’s maturity would be timed well enough with a human’s maturation. I personally think elf-human love would be difficult to achieve, but you know, whatever.

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