Owlcatober 2025: The Mythic and the Mundane
Day 1: Belief - Controlling the Narrative
That was a blast. I mean, it was plainly charming. Breathtaking. Hrm.. absolutely delightful. Yes, that's the one. I am actually buzzing..!
I must ensure that I will get alone again sometime soon! I am certain that they also enj- Oh! What do I think I'm doing! Of course neither of them will think twice about the silly little "dates" I so enjoyed with them, such as that frivolous game. They've probably forgotten already - returning to their incessant bickering and - ugh - research. They have much more important things to think about and people to do than me. Uhmmm wait a second.. reverse that! Yes, that's better.
I can even hear them now, muttering and plotting the night away in the commandersβ quarters while I.. lay.. here. Alone. Where I ought to remain! Forever. Their little offers and invitations are basic cordiality.
But the way Salvadore's hand bru- OH LOOK AT ME. Utterly ridiculous! The spark. The shiver I felt... It was definitely just the cold. In my own head. Ha ha! I can just be so silly. Yes, of course, I may not be able to silence my own feelings of love and devotion, but luckily I can be sure - without a single miniscule echo of doubt - that they are absolutely not requited even in the slightest. The delusions of a madman! Naturally. The commanders ought not cause any trouble at all.
Ah, what a relief! I am doing such a good job with hidi- Erm, with grounding myself in how things are. With not letting my hopes up! What is that pesky little thing that harasses me endlessly by bringing those two to the top of my mind? This urge that insists on frivolously hoping? How pathetic can I be! There are no grounds for something like that here.
Not when- Yes, good, don't question th- The insanity, of course! I do not doubt their apathy towards me for one measly second. And I dare not! For reasons of... pride, of course. I am just some hapless fool, groundlessly yearning for the most eligible bachelors in all of Mendev. And what should they want with me, a reckless party boy, whom they only brought along because they had to. Of course.
But he loo- Ah right, but that's exactly what I am. A fool. Whatever else could be the reason that I fabricate feelings and moments that just did not happen in any real way whatsoever! Romanticizing nothingness.
Gods. I am so fucked up.
Ha. Gods. As if they have ever cared.
Well, not to worry. I have no need for gods of any sort. I am here and I have it all under control this time. Nobody will be in danger here. Because there is simply no need! They do not look twice in my direction despite my obsession. And that will not stop me from showering them in my affection despite that it - yes - it must bother them so.
But the way Mesclavetty looked at me right before drawing his arrow on the sla- Ah!!!! I!!!! - Ah, hm..what was that? A splash in the water? Camellia, perhaps? I should greet her before my mind starts to wander again for no verifiable reason whatsoever.
Yes, Daeran deliberately mispronounces Mix's name and I had to clarify that via spelling it differently π€
Anyway.
I hope you enjoyed my perspective on how Daeran mentally manipulates himself to try and protect his loves from the crosshairs of the Other! π
Salvadore obviously belongs to @dmagedgoods !
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