#immortalkin

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younacientimmortalica

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a gender related to being a young immortal among ancient folk

for day 9 of @cocajimmycola’s coining event! i chose the prompt ancient!

coined by me! requested by no one. based off of some of my experiences being otherkin

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please let me know if this has been coined before!

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“You have very dark eyes that widen when something surprises you. You are demure. You have long eyelashes. You have beautiful bone structure. You have thick dark hair. You are wearing dark red lipstick. You have those kind of looks that make a stranger think they already know you because your beauty is classic. It is known. What is not known are your thoughts.”

Jackie Kay, from Wish I Was Here: Stories (2006); “Sonata,”

All you will ever know of me is that I’m old, and that I’ve lived a great many- so very many- lives.

I’ve traveled across oceans, sailed seas, sunk ships. I’ve warred with gods of all kinds, and I’ve revolutionized with the common many a time. And now- even in this new life- my clothe is soaked with the blood of tyrants and their kin.

I have danced with the stars and traveled worlds unknown, seen yet-to-be universes and watched galaxies form. I’ve played with lions and soared with eagles. (Also at some point I fucked off to a bog and fucked with folk there, and at another my dumbass fell down a well, but we don’t talk about that.)

Yet, I belong to no pantheon. I belong to myself and the universe and that is all. All I need anyway, isn’t it?