─elysian
(adj.) beautiful or creative; divinely inspired; peaceful and perfect.
"no word on this planet could deeply explain my affection for you."
"tying you to me"
─author's note
sorry for my bad grammar, english isn't entirely my main language.
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❝take care of this flower for me, alright?❞
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maybe being an archon wasn't so bad after all? well, it wasn't the case for the unfortunate bard.
that wasn't until a certain female entered his life. a female that claimed to be immortal. a female that wanted to stay by his side until the end of time.
to which he, mistakingly believed so easily.
her limp body was laid down on the field full of flowers and he was slowly approaching her body.
the flowers that were near her was stained with crimson red blood to which he believed that it was hers.
with all her strength, she turned her head to the bard that was so scared to approach her. he was scared. he was afraid.
"Venti.." she managed to call out and he shook his head, breaking into tears. "Don't speak! You're gonna die!" he yelled.
she would let out a small laugh at his words, "I'm about to die yeah, but you're still there, standing still." she said with a soft reassuring smile. one that seemed so bright yet sad.
it was one that he wanted to imprint in his memories, hoping to replay it multiple times.
as much as he wanted to come closer or speak, he couldn't.
he couldn't bring himself to do so, he was already mourning the death of his great friend, and now he was about to mourn the death of his significant other?
"Y/N, don't say that." he said, biting down harshly on his bottom lip.
she didn't say another word before she plucked out a flower from the ground and sealed it with her magic. "keep this flower safe for me." she asked of him.
"No! I refuse! I don't wanna keep something that reminds me of your death." he declined and yet, she would just let out a small laugh.
"you're silly." she said as she took one last gaze to the bright blue sky that witnessed their last meeting.
"I love you so much Venti, I'm sorry for lying." she breathed out before slowly closing her eyes and that was surely her last breath.
and after that few hours of crying his eyes out, he finally took it upon himself to take the flower that laid peacefully in her hands. one that had traces of her magic.
it was a flower that painfully reminded him of her death. the death of his loved one.
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"hey tone deaf bard!" paimon called out to the male as they were walking to stormterror's lair.
"Paimon wonders why you keep that flower on your hat, it doesn't match your outfit at all!" paimon said and jean hummed at her.
"Oh, it was given to me by someone." he answered her with a painful smile and aether immediately knew that someone was special to him.
after all, he knew the anguish of losing someone important.
"I'm sure that she'd be happy seeing you like this." he said with a reassuring smile. Venti just nodded at him, not giving a response.
maybe it was the way her hair danced with the gentle breeze of the wind or perhaps it was the way her smile shined so bright.
he was so sure that he was in love with her and yet, she slowly slipped away from his hands, never to be seen again.
