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They say that some souls are marked by sorrow, branded with it from the moment they emerge into the world.
I was born under such a sign, a spirit bound to an endless, aching cycle, where neither death nor memory could loosen the ties that held me. My name was Aria once, though that name has faded like smoke in the wind, dissipated and forgotten by all but the shadows of my home.
Volterra.
A city soaked in ancient blood and secrets, where the Volturi claimed dominion over life and death, mortal and immortal alike. It was there, in that dark, towering fortress, that I learned what love was—and what it meant to lose it. I was young then, cloaked in the splendor and secrecy of vampiric life, but still, I ached for the touch of another, the soft fervor that only love could give. My brother had it. Marcus, as well. Even Caius was fortunate enough to obtain it, so why couldn't I? It was my turn.
And God, did I find it.
Celia was her name. A flicker of sunlight in my cold existence, the only thing that could ever soften the edges of the life I led. But Aro, he would not have it. He and I, as he so often reminded me, were bound for grander destinies, the gods among monsters. "You are queen," he whispered, with those dark eyes that seemed to know the world's every secret, "A judge. You belong to no one, and no one belongs to you." But love does not listen to reason or duty. It takes, it consumes, and it binds. And so, my love for her blossomed, hidden but fervent, defiant in its small rebellions.
We spent our days stealing moments, murmuring verses in the garden while the world around us burned. Yet Aro, ever-watchful, knew of my defiance. How could he not? He knew everything. When he took my Celia from me and stripped her life away in an instant, it was not only her body that perished but the very burning pit of my soul that ached for her and only her. My heart, so long frozen, shattered, leaving behind a hollow and never-ending ache I feared knew no bounds.
So I chose the flames. In a final act of mutiny, I threw myself in the fire that burned through the Volturi's stone walls, my ashes scattered on the winds. My death was a release, a severance of the ties that bound me.
Or so I believed.
But centuries later, the winds shift once more, carrying the faintest trace of my being across time and oceans. For somewhere, in a quiet corner of the world, she awakens from dreams she does not understand, haunted by visions of gardens and dark passages, of a love lost to eternity. She is my mirror, drawn to places and people that her heart remembers but her mind cannot place.
In her chest, my story waits to be told anew, whispered in the spaces between dreams and memory. She is Judith now, and she will find herself drawn to the same shadows, the same fate as it was etched for me, it will be etched for her. And perhaps, somewhere, she will feel the whispers of a voice longer silence, urging her to remember—to feel the flames that consumed me.
For the heart knows what the mind forgets, and love tasted, can never truly be forsaken.
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Judith Dwyer & Aria Hannah Dodd Rosalie Hale Nikki Reed Aro Joseph Morgan Celia As Described Twilight Cast Themselves
* 𓆦 disclaimer - I do not own the Twilight Saga in any way, shape, or form. I only own my characters Judith Dwyer, Aria and Celia. Love Like Ghosts will be a slight AU fanfic. What that means is, some things that happen in other books and movies are most likely going to be switched around due to my character Judith being a junior, and Bella will already be a senior in Twilight. If you guys get confused or have any questions, please ask me! I have a whole pocket that is currently being revised with all of this mapped out. All I ask is that you don't be rude about it. I'm fragile okay? 😖
* 𓆦 warning - This fanfic will include mild language, violence, gore, death, and other themes. Nothing too graphic, but still proceed with caution.
* 𓆦 author's note - I think I finally got it??? idk we shall see 🏃🏽♀️
