eternal heal ,

the ghost :   you left them behind,   but a part of you comes back at night.   you’re in their dreams and just outside their doorway.   you’ll haunt them forever.    the people you love.   the people you hate.   everyone who’s ever been afraid of you.   they’ll remember your face,   your hands,   your eyes in the dark.   you’re the reason they don’t sleep easy.   there was no epilogue when you died,   but the whole story is drenched with your requiem.   you live on forever in their memories.   you’ll always be missed,   ghost.      personality,   memorable, shy, spooky counterpart,   the higher power

he had been at the ranch for a few weeks now, ever since the failed emergence. the property had gone from overcrowded with immortal beings to empty save for one, who simply refused to leave.  it was the place where he felt the least alone, yet endlessly lonely at the same time.  with every inch of that dry earth holding a different memory, helios was both constantly tortured by the days that were long gone as well as sheltered by them.  it was a strange state to live in ;  one that he hadn’t quite figured out yet.  the bottle of lukewarm beer in his hand didn’t help matters much either, but brought him some sort of comfort.

when he first sees the familiar silhouette on the horizon, he thinks he’s seeing things again. that the heat of the sun is, ironically, playing tricks on him, creating a mirage of the thing he wanted to see the most.

because he has been rendered to a grieving fool, he falls for it instantly. pathetically hopeful, his unsure steps guide him to where she is, standing near the entrance of a fence he had been meaning to fix for the last three days. the closer he got, the sharper she came into view, the realer she looked.

his knees got weak. his words choke in his throat. his heart races in his chest. the bottle of beer he’d been holding hits the ground with a meek thump. quavering lips finally found words to speak, or just the one: her name.   ❝  …ajak? ❞

@etyrheal​ ♡’d

she knows his name,      of course;      it is the only thing this version of herself can recall.      as he comes closer into view,      there’s no   sweeping   recognition   across her features.      her eyes do not   soften   fondly at the corners in the way they used to while in helios’s presence.      even the remnants of the last time they saw one another aren’t written upon mien where   apology   would otherwise have found a home.      millenniums worth of memories had   forged   her into   the heart   that he once knew.      now,      ajak is almost dismal in comparison;      poised as ever,      but blank.      like a warning,      an omen.

❝   i   come   with   gifts!   ❞      while      a   great   distance      spanned   between   where   they   each      now   named   home,      it   was   the   sum   of   mere   moments   for   makkari.      a   visit   only   need   be   considered   before   boots   tread   it   to   reality,      spontaneity   sewn   into   her   very   nature.      ❝   —   and   yes,      before   you   lecture,      they   were      legitimately   acquired.   ❞

*   —    @etyrheal​  ( sc )