#keyofkresnik

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Julius raised his hands in surrender with a startled but warm laugh. “Whoa there, no need for that, now. I was just making a point! Just because someone’s already made a decision doesn’t mean they can’t change it later, does it?”

Lara wasn’t sure why or how she had returned– but there she was, walking the villa’s halls. She would have been grateful, so grateful, for the opportunity to see it and her family again, even on such a rainy night, but somehow what had once been her home just seemed… empty.

She stopped at her old bedroom door, half-raised a hand to open it, then let the hand fall again. Not… right now. Not yet.

Instead she wandered until a sound, a little girl’s voice, drew her attention.

Pushing open the door, she looked down at the girl, curled around a cat plush that was half as big as she was, long blond hair just like Lara’s own all over the place.

Elle made another noise and shifted in her sleep. Lara knelt next to her and ran her hand over the girl’s head, smoothing her hair. “Shh… it’s okay. Mommy’s here.”

She didn’t know if the girl could hear or feel her, but she prayed that at least the thoughts behind her words would get through.

(closed starter for thepeopleslancekresnik and keyofkresnik)

Alvin was missing something. He was entirely sure of that, but not what it was. A touch of his pockets had reassured him about his keys, his GHS, and his wallet, but something today just felt off. Like he’d planned and forgotten a sales meeting, or someone’s birthday, or left the apartment without locking the door.

He muscled his way out of the train station, annoyed that the crowds didn’t bother to part for him today. Not like people weren’t busy, but it was abnormal that no one moved out of his way. Just stared right through him as if he weren’t there, going about their own business.

Maybe he’d forgotten to eat something. Didn’t he have breakfast? He couldn’t recall. Had that meeting been really early? ... No good, he couldn’t remember. Food would probably solve his problem. He steered towards the Fréres Apartments and fiddled with Ludger’s door until it clicked under his fingers and slid open. 

32. “I’m broken.” | Meme | Accepting

Lara blinked blearily at the girl standing before her. Couldn’t be her Elle, her Elle wasn’t that big– or was she? 

“Elle…” She tried to speak, but she wasn’t sure if she spoke aloud or, if she had, was loud enough to be heard. Baby Elle, darling Elle, why why why did this have to happen? Not her baby– her baby couldn’t be the Key– The others had to be wrong–

She closed her eyes again, trying to unsee that day, but that made the splashes of crimson behind her eyes even more vivid.

She began to tremble, and crying, she pulled the girl into a tight embrace. 

It didn’t matter if this was her Elle or not. She was Elle, and whether she was real, a dream, or something else, Lara had seen her grown up big and strong and that was all that was important.