That river in Egypt
With the expertise of a qualified nurse, Rennala placed 2 band-aids in an X formation over each of Damocles' eyes. Once properly stuck down, she held each side of his head with her hands.
"Aww, does someone have a booboo?"
She looked at him, holding his head up. She leaned in, gave his left eye a kiss, pulled back and then kissed the right.
"There we are, all better!"
His cage stopped straining as his penis let go of all the blood that it was holding so hard onto. The blood flowed through his veins once again, circulating as it was supposed to. It passed his eyes as normal, no longer shooting out thanks to Rennala, well researched medical intervention, and the power of storytelling. The blood made it to his heart, which started beating again and he kicked back to life. Rennala wiped her lips with her sleeve, bloodied from giving her life-saving kisses.
"Aww, does someone have a booboo?"
She looked at him, holding his head up. She leaned in, gave his left eye a kiss, pulled back and then kissed the right.
"There we are, all better!"
His cage stopped straining as his penis let go of all the blood that it was holding so hard onto. The blood flowed through his veins once again, circulating as it was supposed to. It passed his eyes as normal, no longer shooting out thanks to Rennala, well researched medical intervention, and the power of storytelling. The blood made it to his heart, which started beating again and he kicked back to life. Rennala wiped her lips with her sleeve, bloodied from giving her life-saving kisses.