𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚗 𝚋𝚢: 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚢

time made her wary. she knew deeply of the unfortunate results of too much time passing. how time often ended with crippled hearts and fatal wounds. time was the only thing she knew of that all living beings were unable to escape. magic aside, all life plays with time — wondering or, perhaps, yearning for the day time decides to carry on without them.

she hated what beauty was taken from the world. in such natural chaos,  it was the small things she grew to cherish. despite all that time has taken from her, it gives back as well.

tiny foundlings of life and growth.  she, herself,  took inspiration from the flowers. she relates to them. like people, they need the proper environment to thrive — living boundlessly to spread their roots. juvia would know a thing or two about roots. how they thirst for water. how leaves stretch for light. an entire being begins in one tiny seed, fighting to break free of its fibrous shell.

meredy relates to flowers. more than she ever did. more so — after she crossed paths with juvia. the hardwired need for survival was the least of their similarities.

“ you're right, ”  she says, a smile beaming.  “ time isn't all they need. a little rain helps too. ”

her voice is soft, with a hint of playfulness. meredy brushes the dirt from her knees before rising. she looks fondly at the fresh bed of earth at their feet. hope has blossomed here — a hope for a mended future. one filled with flowers. given time, those seeds too will blossom.

hands outstretched while she marvels at the plot, she passes an eager glance at juvia.  “ all done. well — except for one thing. care to do the honors, miss rain woman ? ”

the world around them fell quiet, only the sound of chirping cicadas filling the air around them. even nestled within the city, the sweet melody of the mountain still carried. it was peaceful — the type of bliss that well needed.

meredy felt often overwhelmed, her mind failing to provide ease. such was the result of her power. she touched another's hand and felt pain, turmoil, anxiety. she touched his and felt a calm tide wash over her. it's not to say he doesn't house his own demons. it was unusual really. someone undergoing such torment and what she senses more powerfully than that is the light within.

meredy sits on the balcony railing. not the safest seat in the house, but there was still a little thrill-seeker left in her. the sun descending upon the horizon, her eyes search the growing darkness. a smile teasing at her lips, a soft hum escaping.

meredy muses, her gaze wandering along the forest line before searching for his. “ me too. ”

she had enough with fighting. just a rose becoming an instrument of war, petals fallen only to be replaced by thorns. she felt an odd sense of security around him. the daggers upon her skin softening. the brief snapshots of time they shared made the integration program all the more tolerable. she holds her gaze to his, hesitating before speaking again.

“ maybe . . . it can be. just because i'm leaving in the morning doesn't mean we can't see each other from time to time. you can come visit me. after all, we're . . . friends, right ? ”

♡ ( mary ╱ killrate ) — never been safe，but i've never been closer.

♡ ( jellal ╱ novaliie ) — sometimes home can be another person.

♡ ( jellal ╱ sinshckled ) — you can forgive yourself now.

♡ ( juvia ╱ ararieru ) — i only want to see you laughing in the purple rain.

♡ ( rogue ╱ prxestigiae ) — our souls have been waiting lifetimes for our hearts to finally meet.

♡ ( sting ╱ crestedlight ) — everything that shines won't always be gold.

♡ ( eve ╱ apricious ) — some people are worth melting for.

♡ ( macbeth ╱ resolvebound ) — i know it's warmer where you are.

♡ ( ultear ╱ timeshrouded ) — i found love where it wasn't supposed to be.