Song: The water is fine- Chloe Ament
Trigger warning for self-harm, violence, death, and torture under the use of imperio.
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"No matter what happens from here, I'm glad we met."
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Wars end lives.
Natural disasters destroy land.
Desperate stars explode planets.
But Madeleine was the biggest danger of them all, at least to me.
Her breath was sweet but sickly, like a little too much would start to taste sour and the sterile would start to phase into toxic. Just her breath held abilities too strong for even imperio, like she would be the one to crumble the earth into dust just with her fingers, like I would scribble over the book of morals to just kiss her right here and now.
Madeleine was smart, and it was as if she knew she held my self-restraint in her hand like a mere toy, dangling it before us both like a dare. But although I clasped onto her, holding her more tightly against me than I should've, although her bruised lips grazed mine and I teetered on the edge of doing more than was right in this moment, although she seemed to call specifically to the parts of our past inside of me, the parts of me that thought I'd get to kiss her a thousand times, I could see the cracks in the universe I had stepped into, and I was scared that one more step and the whole thing would come down on us both.
"Madeleine-" she knew that my whisper sung millions of apologies, pleads for a life where the ground didn't crack beneath her feet and the buildings didn't come tumbling down, and her name was the hardest word of all to say. Each letter pricked my tongue, as if just to make it that much harder to say it next time.
"I know, I know. It's just, what if-"
What if this opportunity never comes up again?
What if after I see this magic, I don't want this anymore?
What if you lose yourself in this story?
What if I lose you?
She clinked her forehead to mine, her tears' shimmer tapping onto my chest as if to unravel the heart that was already unwound for her. She pressed her finger gently to her lips as if she could whisper an unspoken poem, as if this one kiss could speak everything her life strangled her from saying, and she stroked it to mine.
As Madeleine escaped my grasp, broke the seal I thought our hands considered unbreakable, I watched her enter the water, I watched her reach for my hand that wasn't there, I watched her head go under and I watched her splutter on the blood that fooled her for water, I'm watching you drown inside of your own existence, Madeleine.
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The maze of corridors inside of the dungeons was dark, cold, and the sticky feeling of the air alluded to the damp that moulded inside the brick walls. Nonetheless, we had walked these floors for seven years, the tracks of our heels denting the stone could almost be traced to the exact moments we would run into the potions classroom, our inability to keep time the only problem we let catch up to us.
But the walls felt closer now, the floors unfamiliarly uneven, the chills suddenly freezing in the air we waited in. Ominis ducked his head, letting it sit hung as he sought support from the fortifications of the castle. His back rested on the bricks as if he needed the shockingly cold temperature that slimed the walls to remind him that he was actually here at all.
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