ᵖʳᶤᶰᶜᵉ ᵒᶠ 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖘𝖙𝖆𝖗𝖘 .ᐟ
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⠀ ⠀a kinship with 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒔, with ᴀɴᴄɪᴇɴᴛ ᴀʟᴛᴀʀs 𝗈𝖿 𝗰𝗼𝘀𝗺𝗼 𝗆𝖺𝗀𝗂𝖼𝗄, 𝗍𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘦 𝖻𝖾𝖺𝗎𝗍𝗒 𝗈𝖿 𝙨𝙝𝙖𝙙𝙤𝙬𝙚𝙙 𝙡𝙞𝙢𝙗𝙨 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗎𝗇𝖽𝗂𝗌𝗍𝗎𝗋𝖻𝖾𝖽 𝗀𝗋𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗌
𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖒𝖆𝖉 𝖕𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖈𝖊 𝑜𝑓 𝑁𝐴𝑅𝑁𝐼𝐴 ✮ ⋆ ˚｡ minosse pevensie, son of 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 caspian & 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 edmund ; the burden on his shoulders.
Joined July 2023
i'm too familiar with what heartbreak does to a person. i see it in my father everytime i look at him.
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what goes too long unchanged destroys itself． the forest is forever because it dies ﹠ dies ﹠ so lives．
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⠀ for dru, for our cousin, for whoever we lost. right now we must draw as much strength as possible from what has happened and fight. once and for all. ” ⠀
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⠀ he doesn't even have the courage to face his parents, his family, but he knows it's the right thing to do for everything that's about to happen. “ we have to be strong, brother. ↷ ⠀
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⠀ “ the stars spoke to me the whole time i was... suspended. these are words i still hear. ” he pronounces following his brother, staying by his side listening to his every word. ↷ ⠀
ᅠ ᅠ“ you know more than i, then. i am only aware of the now, our present. ” and of his own memories, everything else just out of grasp. “ it must be difficult to understand your position now with how much haunts you. ” ᅠ
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⠀ feeling guilty at the thought of his sister. “ i miss her very much. ” ⠀
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⠀ it had been a torment that seemed to have lasted an eternity, but he had finally found peace. “ they told me everything that had been, that is, and that will be. ” he said once he had found his balance, standing next to his brother, ↷ ⠀
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⠀ his voice was like a tranquilizer as he felt his body settle under his brother's magic. he shook his head, thinking of the stars, of the nothingness that had imprisoned him with him while thousands and thousands of voices called for his attention. ↷ ⠀
ᅠ ᅠ ah, the transformation process ... it confused artair at first too until the ocean spirit explained. his hand sparkles with a golden glow, deep magic manifesting throughout their beings as artair helps construct his brother's physical form enough. ᅠ
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⠀ i don't know what happened. what i am. it just hurts... my head. and the rest of my body. ” ⠀
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⠀ he doesn't even know what he is, right now. he only remembers the moment he died, the way he was sucked into the cosmos. the nothingness that welcomed him with welcoming voices and now he was there, again. but it was as if it wasn't. “ i don't ↷ ⠀
ᅠ ᅠ lips curl into a frown, hand reaching out to rest against his brother's head. “ i can try and help balance the magic inside if you are struggling to maintain a form. ” if that even made sense. he's not sure how a star body works in comparison to his own. ᅠ
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⠀ “ oh. ” surprised, then like a headache it makes him twist in pain, bending over. he's still recovering, he has to get used to his body again. ⠀
ᅠ ᅠ“ do what —— .ᐣ ” a clueless expression, then a glance to his own figure. “ manifest .ᐣ well, i don't really know. i just think of physically appearing and it happens with whatever element i'm near. ” ᅠ
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⠀ he's... incredulous at what he sees. he sits up, leaning on his arms that still give way from lack of strength, looking at him. “ yes, you're joking, but how do you do it ─── ” pointing everything at his brother. ⠀
ᅠ ᅠ“ hello sleepyhead, ” he teases, squatting down with arms resting on knees, hand extending to poke his siblings cheek. “ hadn't expected a visit from a star, it's been a while. ” ᅠ
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⠀ his eyes blink slowly, and when they open, his brother's figure is in front of him. “ art.. artair ? ” ⠀
ᅠ ᅠ leaves envelope the star boys sleeping body, a greeting from brother to brother; a hug. the wind circles, leaves building into a body until artair's form is built. “ minosse ? ” ᅠ
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⠀ the light has finally touched the ground, from it the boy's body slowly appears. he is curled up on himself, sleeping. ⠀
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if one day，i lose control，destroy everything ... can i rely on you to stop me?
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ೃ⁀➷ 𝑶𝒇 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐝
you dream of safety, of peace, of paradise. you want to fit into the world, but it refuses to make a place for you. fine. make your own place.
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⠀ ⠀ the light is melancholic, as listens to those words. sooner or later will succeed : time to time.⠀ ⠀
enough standing by, edrys takes a brave step forward, the blinding light surrounding her as she squints her eyes. its bright, almost painful. but she remains close. “ i'm here. ”
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⠀ ⠀ the light listens, absorbs the words, feels them and illuminates them. but it is still too early, still too difficult, to find the way home.⠀ ⠀
she's watching, waiting. she'll wait all night if she needs to. “ focus, min. breathe. it's me. center yourself. ”
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