Author’s Note: I laughed when I saw this one. Sylus has no bones and Jeron’s never done yoga in his life. Let’s see how they fair…
I sat in the living room on a blanket, legs crossed beneath me, hands upturned on my knees, breathing along with the instructions coming from my phone. Somehow being a Blood Mage didn’t make me nearly as limber as I’d hoped. My mind was sharp, but my body?
“Your body’s fine.” Sylus replied to my thoughts as he crested the stairs. “You’re still in great shape so I hope that’s not your concern.”
“I have no doubt that I’m in shape, but I’m stiff and anxious and stuff.” I twisted around to match the image on my phone. “I’ve heard this can help.”
He crouched down and squinted at the tiny video playing on my phone.
“Yoga?”
“Yup.” I replied, though strained as I forced my limbs into another pose.
“I can safely say I’ve never done it before.”
Something in my back cracked. Loudly. I sighed in relief.
“Well if all you needed was a back cracking.” He unfurled his tentacles.
“There’s a spiritual factor to it, too.” I changed poses with a bit more effort than before.
“Hmm.” He scratched his beard.
“It feels good to stretch your own body in different ways.”
I felt him sit down beside me.
“Gonna stretch the old tentacles?” I muttered as I struggled to get into another pose he’d already effortlessly emulated. “It’d be different if you had a skeleton.”
“The perks of being a space squid.”
I tried to laugh, but my twisting made it difficult.
He moved into the next pose with zero effort while I struggled to get my leg high enough. He was massive and he moved like it was nothing. I was fit and lithe and I often found myself struggling.
“Like you said, no bones.” He must have noticed me quietly comparing my performance to his. “We’re different species, Jeron. Don’t think too much about it.”
We moved into a few more poses and only once did he struggle. Mostly because he had no idea what the instructor was doing with their body and it mortified him. He got it in the end, though. I think it was Pigeon Pose or something?
As things started winding down, I finally found myself nailing every pose. My body felt almost airy as I seamlessly shifted around.
When it came time to rest, we sat side by side, legs folded beneath us, palms resting upward on our knees.
Breathing in sync, I could feel a placid calm wash over me. It was the best I’d felt in years.
I let loose a comfortable sigh. Sylus chuckled in reply.
“Did it work?” He mumbled.
“Hm?”
“Did it soothe your spirit?”
I smiled. “I think it did, actually.”
“Good.” He smiled.
Author’s Closing Note: Short, sweet, something 😊
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