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“ love , can we meet again soon in the bluest of skies ?where , a tomorrow waits for you andi . ”
“ things my heart , used to know . things it yearns to remember . ”
“ may we meet again , like once upon a dream . ”
𝐎𝐍𝐋𝐘 , in my dreams ... do we meet again .
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𝐖𝐀𝐑 , has left you with 𝗦𝗖𝗔𝗥𝗦 that you thought , would never heal . over hundreds of years as slowly everyone begins to heal , yet you still remain broken , alone , in solitude with no one to confine into and seek solace in their embrace .
𝐌𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐑𝐄𝐆𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 , the death of your 𝗟𝗢𝗩𝗘𝗥 and 𝗕𝗔𝗕𝗬 was something you cannot move on from easily . a pitiful , woman they would call you wishing you well and that one day , your scars would heal — and you , who once have tears rolling down their cheeks from sadness , would now crack a smile once again . they wish you well and hope your 𝗛𝗔𝗣𝗣𝗜𝗡𝗘𝗦𝗦 , your 𝗙𝗨𝗧𝗨𝗥𝗘 .
𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄 , who was once 𝗘𝗡𝗗𝗟𝗘𝗦𝗦 for you , was now 𝗟𝗜𝗠𝗜𝗧𝗘𝗗 , being fae you had never worried about death that easily , with your long lifespan but now that you were running out of time , you slowly hid yourself deep inside the forest in a small cottage to spend the rest of your remaining years ; to die alone . as you await your death .
