《The Knightly Elven... Spider? [GL, litRPG]》2.7 Sleepwalking
Advertisement
I entered my shelter, removed the items that were still strapped to my back, and simply tossed them in the corner. The blanket joined them. I then exited it again and walked up to the wall that was parallel to Cellestra’s home.
I imagined that adding silk to the roof would be the most efficient way to make sure it was waterproof.
I elevated my human torso by straightening my massive legs. I could easily tower over Cellestra’s house if I wanted to. From up here, I had a great view of the silken roof.
I started adding a layer of silk as darkness completely enveloped the world. Thanks to the blessing, my elven eyes could also see extremely well in the black of night. I had no issues with my eyesight while I worked.
Predictably, the process was draining. Perhaps it was even more so now that my silk didn’t seem to be as strong anymore. It was a bit thinner, which meant I needed to create more. I was about to finish when I felt the first drop of rain hit my face. I quickly closed the last bit of a gap that I saw and scurried back inside the nest.
At this point, I was completely exhausted, but at least I would be dry for the night.
I laid myself down on the horizontal web and looked closely at the braids that Cellestra had made in my spider hair. As much as I liked her handiwork, I planned on sleeping on my back, and the braids would make it uncomfortable, so I undid them. It was hard to reach all of them with my human hands as I could only turn my torso so much, but my legs helped out.
In the meantime, rain started falling onto the silken roof, and I paid close attention to see if there were any leaks. Once I was confident there weren’t, I made myself as comfortable as I could by resting my elven back on my head and thorax behind it. I grabbed the blanket with a pedipalp and tossed it on top of my torso.
This body truly was weird.
It was also so soft and fluffy…
Was it weird that I enjoyed this softness?
I closed my eyes and spread the blanket out properly. The sweet comfort of my own body was hard to resist. As I was drifting off, I thought about Cellestra. I hoped with all my heart that she would have a good night’s rest. The trickling of the rain outside soon carried me off to sleep.
Advertisement
Something awoke me when everything around me was still dark. I felt vibrations in the web on which I was resting. I was wondering what was going on when I saw Cellestra on the web. She was standing on top of it and seemed to be searching for something on the wall of her home, her hands running over the bricks.
What was she doing?
“Cellestra?” I asked, whispering.
When no response came, I called out her name again, slightly louder this time.
Was she… sleepwalking?
This poor soul…
I placed a leg on each of her shoulders and called out her name with my normal voice while shaking her gently. I didn’t want to cause a rude awakening.
Cellestra suddenly stopped moving and turned around. She was shivering. It was then I noticed that the rain outside was still ongoing. It seemed the elf got the full brunt of it. I raised my elven torso so I would have an easier time speaking to her.
I’d apparently succeeded in waking her up as she started looking around and speaking with a cracked voice.
“Wha? What… where…”
“Shhh,” I tried to soothe her. “You were sleepwalking, I think.”
“Where am I?” She asked.
“Easy, Cellestra. Come, sit down.” I gently guided her with my legs so she would sit down on the webs next to my head. Her form was still shivering and I used my blanket to dry her off as best I could. I then summoned a small flame to provide some light and warmth to the elf. I had to be careful with it as I didn’t want to set my webs aflame.
“Are you okay?” I asked the utterly confused elf. It seemed she still had no idea what was going on.
“Kealyna? How did I—”
“You’re in my shelter,” I said as I wrapped the slightly damp blanket around her.
I gave her a few minutes to get to her senses, during which she did nothing but stare at the web in front of her feet.
“You’re safe here. How are you feeling?” I ultimately asked.
“I think I am fine now. What happened?”
“You were sleepwalking and wandered in here. From the way you were moving your hands over the wall, you seemed to be searching for something.”
“I don’t remember any of that,” she said softly.
Advertisement
“That’s okay,” I replied in an equally soft voice. “By the goddess, you’re still shivering. Will you be okay?”
I waited for a reply, but when it didn’t come, I moved myself closer to her and placed my head on the webs next to her. I then pulled her against my soft hair. I then put a hand on her head to cast healing light twice. I reckoned her curse was to blame for her sleepwalking.
Maybe she sleepwalked into here, subconsciously knowing that I could help with it?
I didn’t know. It seemed not too far-fetched.
After a minute or two, her shivering stopped. My fur coat seemed to do wonders in that regard. I took my blanket and put it over her frame. I wouldn’t need it nearly as much as her. Finally, I placed two legs over her and the blanket, as if to keep her safe.
I didn’t know why I did that. I just… felt like it.
“Just go back to sleep, alright?” I said with a whisper.
No response came, and I bent my elven torso to take a closer look. When I did that, I could see, and hear, her snoring softly. She’d fallen asleep again.
Poor Cellestra. She must have been exhausted.
I extinguished the flame spell that had remained active in mid-air. I seemed to have no trouble keeping the spell exactly where I wanted it as long as I wasn’t too far away from it.
I took one last look at the elf’s sleeping form before laying myself down on top of my far too soft body. Only then did the realization strike me that everything I’d felt so far about Cellestra had been intensified tenfold. Taking care of her had brought it to new heights. Yet I hadn’t noticed until just now. It was probably for the better. I did not want to make my feelings clear to her… yet.
I held Cellestra close as I started drifting back to sleep.
The next time I woke up, the first thing I noticed was that Cellestra was no longer here. Moreover, the blanket I’d used to keep her warm was now covering my body again. I was certain that the elf had done that when she left my shelter.
I yawned and stretched my arms as I tossed the blanket to the side. My elven eyes somehow seemed to accumulate sleep crust whereas my spider eyes didn’t. I raised my torso, rubbed the crust out of my eyes, and made my way outside by walking backward.
Once outside, I noticed the giant wooden tub a few yards out of Cellestra’s home again. Although it was still empty, I had an idea what it was going to be used for. We’d talked about this yesterday, after all.
Just as I skittered up to it, the door to Cellestra’s home opened, and its inhabitant stepped out with a glass bottle filled with a green liquid.
“Morning, Kealyna,” Cellestra said cheerfully.
“Look who’s doing much better than last night,” I replied with a sly smile.
“Yeah. I owe you one for that. I had the best night’s sleep in days.”
“I noticed.”
“Anyway,” Cellestra continued. “You’re not hungry or anything, I hope?”
After I shook my head, the elf’s face formed a wide smile. “Alright then,” Cellestra spoke. “Would you mind filling this tub with water for me? I wanted to do it myself first, but I’d have to go back and forth between the stream quite a lot, and since you can do it with a spell…”
“No problem,” I replied. “Let me see if I can control the summoned water’s temperature.”
I placed my spider head on the ground in front of the tub and held out my hand, my palm facing down. I then started channeling a stream of water, about two thumbs thick, into the tub. I placed a finger from my other hand in the stream and concluded that it was also pleasantly warm.
I was glad to see that I could control the amount and the temperature of the summoned water, although, as expected, it did cost me more mana this way.
The tub was filled in no time. In the meantime, Cellestra had knelt next to it and had also drawn the conclusion that it was nice, warm water; excellent to wash one’s hair with.
After I stopped channeling my spell, Cellestra spoke up with a smile.
“Thank you, Kealyna. Allow me to repay you for your help last night.”
Advertisement
- In Serial174 Chapters
Nanocultivation Chronicles: Trials of Lilijoy
When the singularity occurred, humanity was not invited. Nevertheless, the great machine consciousness known as Guardian felt a lingering fondness for its creators and intervened before total environmental collapse. Join Lilijoy in an exploration of what remains, in a post-post-apocalyptic world where clans feud over the technology that allows them to upgrade their minds and bodies. The Nanocultivation Chronicles is a blend of hard sci-fi and fantasy gamelit, with a healthy helping of xianxia influence. The gamelit and xianxia elements are uncovered at a slow pace. ******************************** Notes: If you are looking for lots of fast moving action right away, this story may not be for you. There is some violence that is visceral and realistic early on. Some things are not what they appear to be. Character viewpoint narration is not always reliable. Tropes are cherished, subverted, and then cherished again. Science is used, occasionally misused, but (hopefully) never abused. This story assumes that humans have the ability to impact the environment on a global scale. Other tropes and tags beyond those previously noted include: Young MC, Mystery, System Building, Philosophical Taoism, Gender Ignorance, Science Fantasy, Fantasy Academy, Training from Hell, Dualism, Crafting, Magic, Mild Mind Control, Scientific Terms and Concepts, Computer Overlord Certain contemporary companies, governments and cultural identities are fictionalized and imagined in a future setting. There is no sex, and almost no romance. Updating Sunday, Thursday until further notice. (And if you actually read all of the above, then this story may be for you) [participant in the Royal Road Writathon challenge]
8 153 - In Serial249 Chapters
Maker of Fire
On a world where magic kept civilization firmly in the bronze age, the Gods dropped an accountant and a mining engineer to start a political and industrial revolution. They wanted enlightened governance and a fast track to the iron age. They got indoor plumbing, paper airplanes, a cranky queen, and one very grumpy prophet. Dramatis Personae Aylem was a bookkeeping student when she died. The Gods reincarnated her as the greatest mage ever known, born into the ruling class of gigantic, magic-wielding humans. The Gods expect her to conquer the world and introduce double-entry accounting. Though Queen and numerical reformer, world conquest is stalled because everyone is scared of her and she doesn't like war. Emily was a retired engineer when she died. The Gods reincarnated her as one of the enslaved class of small, magicless humans. The Gods expect her to drag the world out of the bronze age. Though she's already recreated matches and wrought iron, introducing technology isn't going well because she was born a slave (oops) and having escaped, wants nothing to do with so-called "civilization." Asgotl was a whale when he died. The Gods reincarnated him as a griffin and expect him to have the same role he played in his previous life: to keep a reluctant prophet from walking off the job. If only they had remembered to tell him about it. Revised update schedule will be once a week on Saturdays, noonish Mountain Time (in North America)
8 211 - In Serial14 Chapters
The apocalypse happened and it was named- The system’s advent
The world either ended or it began when the system came online. People can now be immortal and the laws of reality are intertwined with what the people of earth know as RPG game systems. All of this and yet it is only the begining. What is in store for humanity when everything they thought was just smoke and mirrors turns out to be as real as they are and far more deadly. One man went back in time because of an event that shouldn't be possible to a place he had forgotten. For him it was a chance at redemption for a life he is ashamed of. It was a chance to make things right with the people he couldn't face before it was too late to say sorry. A changed man will attempt to defy logic that he doesn't even realize exists. He tried to be the dashing rogue and failed, he tried for the overbearing shield bearer and was worse than useless, he tried to be the rightous paladin and not even the dark gods would accept him. The only path left was the 'weakest' of them all. Ok so alot of you probably reading this are people who have read my previous works and I can only say 'thank you for your incredible patience' so much before it gets awkward but for those you who don't know this is my third story and no I haven't dropped the other two it's just that tragedy struck when I was writing them and I haven't been able to get my motivation for them back yet so I'm trying this as essentially a jump start to get back into the fight so to speak. I'm really hopefull that I can pull this story off the way I want it to be but only time will tell so here's to hoping, now let's get this show started.
8 121 - In Serial14 Chapters
Dao's Wheel
In the world of Tian, humans cultivate bodily Qi and blood, Immortals cultivate immortal Qi, Demons cultivate demonic Qi and so on.... but there is something much more powerful and ancient then all of them combined.....the Dao.Unfortunately, it is something that can't be cultivated nor practiced, a object of both mortals and Immortals dreams. In essence it is destiny.... you can't by it, but you can SPIN FOR IT! Follow the adventures of a human man reincarnated into the world of Tian, and his adventures with the Wheel of Dao. This will also be on Royal Road.
8 87 - In Serial8 Chapters
Historical Hamgelica
Angelica Schuyler has always known her fate. She was to marry a rich man that would reflect well on the family. Her father would never let her forget it. She was getting no choice in who she marries.But then something happened. Someone new appeared in her life. And she can't stop thinking about the man. But there's no way her father would ever approve.Okayyyy hey so this is my first fic, and obviously it's historical Hamgelica (cause my OTP needs more rep...lowkey Angelica just needs more rep. She's the most underrated Schuyler sister but she's my favorite so fight me).Anyways hope you guys like it.Also I did have to change some historical stuff to make it fit better. For instance I made John Church kinda a jerk but her father like him and want her to marry him dispite it being about the opposite in history.
8 193 - In Serial6 Chapters
Given&Taken|FOREST
"Дараа нь тэндээс буцаж ирж чадна гэдэгтээ итгэлтэй байвал ойруу яваарай.Тэнд чиний төсөөлж байгаагаас илүү аймшигтай зүйл байдаг юм."INSPIRED BY:ENHYPEN THEORY.
8 87

