Chapter Sixteen
Argo unbraided his hair, and shook his head, sending it flying around his face. It reached almost to his waist, far to long. Male elves might were their hair this long but male humans didn't, he knew that much.
He studied himself in the mirror for a moment, then he spent some time looking at, and feeling his new ears. He decided he liked them how they were. Reaching down he picked up the pair of shears, and grabbed a handful of his brown hair. He snipped it off so it just brushed his shoulders, they way most men that he had seen wore their hair. Then he did the same the rest of his hair, it felt strange and he almost regretted it for a moment, but then he grinned at himself in the mirror, one could hardly say he didn't look like a human, now that he had short hair and almost had a beard. But then again...most humans have fringes. He pulled the front of his hair down in front of his eyes, and cut it so that it was just below his eyebrows. Perfect.
Then he examined his clothes, they weren't that different to a human's, and he could barely sew so they'd have to do.
Just as he was finishing cleaning up the hair, someone knocked on his door. "Come in."
Chaim opened the door but stopped halfway through it. His jaw dropped. "Argo?"
"Yes?"
"You look...different...like a human."
"Yes I know."
Chaim stepped into the room, and slowly walked around Argo. Argo heard his sharp intake of breath. "What happened to your ears?"