#heldearth

@heldearth​ liked  karou ✒ any of your shadowhunter folk! 

         𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝. it seemed impossible, but for karou who had already lived two lives, it was only the very tip of possibility. she wasn’t sure what caused it, but rips began to appear in eretz in the strangest of places. in the kirin caves, in the hintermost, even in astrae. and coming off the heels of war, the last thing the seraphim or the chimaera needed was more battle. they had already lost so much. and so it was decided to send teams bit by bit to explore, to report back, to keep the borders of either side safe. 

karou was, of course, one of the first to sign up for this venture. which is what led her here –– in this place. this other earth. with its other demons and other monsters and other angels. it was... definitely weird. especially when these shadowhunters took one look at her hamsas, called them runes and took her away. yeah: weird. 

@heldearth​​​​ ​ ( nikolai )  sent:      ‘ the devil’s in the details,    but you got a friend in me. ’     /     folkore rp meme  —  vol 2    (  𝑎𝑐𝑐𝑒𝑝𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔.  )          

she could feel it once again even inside the closed walls of the palace,      the pull of gravity   /    the gush of wind that used to make the  high wire  wobble    &    along with it,    threatened to pull her down to  meet her shadow  in the most  unceremonious  fall.    the papers she’d brought that were laid out on the table  fluttered  with the breeze that blew in from the window,    but  not one  flew out its place:   stubborn     &     determined,    as she was.    the smile that appeared on her lips was  not one she had reserved for friends.    instead,    she gave him   the sheepish smile  of a  humble soldier  who was  grateful  to have been offered his friendship  at least  in words.   however,    inej never liked  putting on a guise she didn’t feel comfortable in.    the  practiced courtesy  in her voice was so overdone,    it almost sounded like  bitter resentment.     ❝    I am thankful for that,    moi tsar.    ❞      the title was still foreign to her tongue,    like a blow of  betrayal  against the beliefs ingrained in her.    the suli recognized no king.    at least the fruit of her hard work would taste  sweet.     inej hadn’t come  so far  with a meticulous  plan of action,     pulled  so many strings  to be allowed an audience with the king,    only to be  dismissed  with empty-promises forged in  charm   &   good-nature.     she had come for answers.      if the devil was in the details,    she wanted to see what it had to say.    

easier said than done.  there would never be enough words in all the world to make up for the things he did...  but that wasn’t the point of an apology was it ?  he wasn’t alive so he could make amends,  it was a punishment.  and living with his mistakes was the worst punishment imaginable.

“    annabeth...    ”    if it was possible to choke on a word he was.  don’t ask for forgiveness you don’t deserve forgiveness.  you don’t even deserve to speak to her.    “   will you-  can i--  you don’t have--    ”    he shook his head violently,  as if he could shake aside the overlapping thoughts.   “   hear me out ?  just-  just five minutes and then i’ll be out of your life for good.    ”