DREAMERS, niklaus mikaelson

BONUS: the letters

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THE LETTERS :

a small glimpse into
the manuscripts
from nik to ro

( my knuckles may be bruised,
my blood may serve as ink,
but heaven knows waiting
for you for centuries on end
is not enough, and my words
must come straight from my
undead heart )

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FRANCE, 1713

My Love,

Why must the world be this cruel to us? If I did not know any better, I would think that the gods have a grudge against us. The fates have tied our souls together, and yet the thread is cut every century. I am uncertain I can watch you suffer more. Surely you know the extent of my love for you? Surely you are aware there is no crime I would not commit for your sake. You are the only brightness in my life, only your light can make my eyes bright. Alas, I must let you go. I will refrain from reaching out to you. Maybe then, you can live a peaceful life. Please know that not a single part of me is looking forward to this, but if it means you will perhaps be happier, I will do it. It is difficult, and it makes me want to rip my heart out, if only I could call it mine.

You have my heart.

Always yours,
Nik

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ITALY, 1854

My Love,

My love, my love, my love. I miss you.
It is three in the morning and I am drunk in Venice. I had to drink more than half of the distillery just to feel tipsy. Where are you, anyway? I have been scouring the streets of Europe in search of your beauty. We should just get married the next time we meet. Have I told you how much I love you? I miss you. I love you. I am so drunk on you. Please come home to me, darling. I am not one to beg, but say the word and I shall kneel. Just come back to me. It has been utterly dull without you.

Yours forever,
Nik

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UNITED STATES, 1977

My Love,

I am still looking for you in everyone I meet. I am cursed to live with the ghost of you, and that in itself is a kind of death I wouldn't wish on my worst enemy. I came so close to breaking the hybrid curse, and I failed. Again. I can tell you sorry a thousand times, and you would still have no idea how apologetic I am. I vow to break it by the next time we meet. I swear to you, the next century will be forever. And when we meet again, there will be no mornings without you by my side, your nights will never be lonely, and you will never wonder if you are loved. My love for you has been my downfall, but it is also my strength. We will meet again, and it will be different this time. I promise.

Forever yours,
Nik

author's note!

i've been gone for
SO LONG I KNOW
IM SO SORRY

life happened

anw here's a little
something while waiting
for the next part of the
story (it will be worth
it i promise)

❝ be kind. ❞

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