Sep 12, 2021
YOU
THEE ANNIE SKYWALKER?!?!
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YOU
THEE ANNIE SKYWALKER?!?!
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the forest is deep and dark, the loam grows thicker under every breath, every pulse. the land is keen and old, breathing as any one thing might breath in order to be. above there is only blackness, the stars curdle against the beyond. one by one they spark but never sputter out into oblivion. they stay. they watch. the await someone, something, a feeling they have always known. no other sounds other than the sound of the world, of crickets in the distant, of waters bubbling in the streams.
he may feel her before her sees her. that shape flickering in the distance, the trees all around groan, branches rustling as winds pick up only to spill into gentle breezes. a balm presses against him, nurturing, almost motherly. the form is more clearer now ─ a wolf. a mighty beast. such a sight would be terrifying but here … now, there is only comfort. what brilliant warmth washes over all ; the trees, the stars, the streams and him.
long have i waited to meet you.
@enjedi
in this flaring moonlight, the strangeness of alucard’s shadow deepens. under the surface of his expression lays something restless, something waiting. expecting the unveiling of a stake or dagger to glint from the corner of his eye. that same quiet, underused voice of his: “ a poor choice of camping site, unless you were hunting for something. or someone. ” @enjedi ♡’ed.
𝐖𝐈𝐒𝐃𝐎𝐌. he finds the young man has come to him in search of quite a bit of the stuff of late. and while father paul hill does not know everything there is to know about luke’s past, — not yet, not beyond the bits and pieces the other allows himself to reveal during confession, or during talks such as these, after the service is over and the old church is empty — he is piecing together a certain picture from that which he has been given. troubled. it’s the first word that comes to mind when he thinks on it; the first word that comes to mind when he looks at luke as he is now, brow etched with lines of worry and uncertainty. in the wake of it, the father smiles, as he is wont to do. ❛ well, that’s the thing about the past, isn’t it? about where we’ve been. what we’ve done. ❜ hands settled neat into his lap as he gazes beyond the younger, out to the pulpit, the statue of jesus’ crucifixion hung above. ❛ it’s important, of course, but never as important as where we’re headed. what we’re going to do. and all of that history, the — the places we were before, they were just leading us here. to this little island, at this very moment. and it’s right where we’re meant to be. you might not understand it yet, but you will, luke. you will. have faith. ❜ / @enjedi, starter call .
❝ ... father paul. ❞ words tumble ever so gently from twisted lips, albeit no less unceremoniously. near trembling on the other side of the confessional, lithe fingers lace themselves out of anxiety, while eyes downcast out of shame, embarrassment, fear. confessions of the penitent carries with it a sorrowful tune, ❝ forgive me father, for i have sinned. ❞ / @enjedi, continued .
𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐅𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍. for all things bloom anew with the spring, when the ice melts and the flowers unfurl their petals and look towards the SUN in all its splendor. but in order for that rebirth, that new and vibrant beginning, to occur, one must shed the skin and sin of the past. to begin carte blanche, or as close as they could get to it, brittle and human as they were. it’s what has brought the young man here today, no-doubt: on one side of the wooden partition that separates his side of the confessional from that of the father. the man that is here to listen and respond in kind, but not to judge, no, never to judge. ( this sleepy little island had its secrets; and the islanders, all the more. privy to all, father paul hill was, yet not a one ever verbalized. ) ❛ it hasn’t been long, has it? since your last confession. something must weigh heavily on your mind, luke. ❜ he pauses.
❛ — whenever you’re ready. ❜
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THE REIGN OF THE EMPIRE WAS OVER , and the Jedi have returned to the galaxy . that was what the rumors spoke of . his heart had leapt in his throat the moment those whispers had reached the knight’s ears , hope igniting like a fire . hope for the future of the Jedi , something he had wondered and worried over since he made the decision to not go down that path all those years ago . the wandering Jedi had left the shadows he’d lurked in to search for the one at the center of it all . THE FORCE ALIVE IN A WAY HE’D ALMOST FORGOTTEN . whispering a name he’d only heard in conversations with the masters . ( a survivor ? another relic of the past ? how many others have made it this far ? ) Cal crossed the vast expanse of the stars to reach this point , standing across from a being so bright , it blinded him like the sun . ❝ are you the one ? ❞
SC. - @enjedi
" i got my brains from mom. "
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who? lil ol' me? :3c