#luv you

"Hey ... it's been kind of a night, you know?"

IGRAINE SAT KNEES AGAINST HER CHEST ON THE DIRT GROUND—they had all taken a family vacation of sorts . Currently she was outside by the fire , sat next to Elias , looking on at the rest of them while they horsed around . It was the whole paintball crew along with Jack and Weylen's daughter, tessa . It had been such a good day and they had won their tournament . Most of their ghosts stayed gone in the day time , but at night they roamed very free and tonight was no different . Maybe it was why she liked working the night shift .

She barely heard him when he spoke up , but she turned her head to him with a soft smile , ❝ Yeah , it has been hasn't it ? It's so weird the feeling of incompleteness when night comes . It's like i'm missing a rib or something poetic . ❞ It was still a good day , but there was a point when she looked at Weylen and his family that she felt a strange stirring . It was maybe envy ? He had fought to heal and so had Jack , and she knew that was what she wanted inside of her gut . healing .

❝ Sometimes I just see all this and all of you and I think back on who I was when I was fifteen—well fuck she just wouldn't believe it if I told her , ❞ Igraine shrugged and pulled the blanket tighter around her shoulders . ❝ What about young Elias ? ❞

Everybody shut up and look at the trollsona my gorgeous moot @succulentrats made for me

You all weep at the awesomeness of it