~ At times, I almost dream. I, too, have spent a life the sages' way and tread once more familiar paths. Perchance I perished in an arrogant self-reliance an age ago, and in that act, a prayer for one more chance went up so earnest, so. Instinct with better light let in by death that life was blotted out not so completely... but scattered wrecks enough of it to remain dim memories... as now... when seems once more... the goal in sight again. ~
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ~ Paracelsus by Robert Browningย
๐๐๐ ๐ฝ๐ช๐ฉ๐ฉ๐๐ง๐๐ก๐ฎ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ฉ
Souls come back together. Different but always together.
joel x reader
deadline: september 15th
Joelโs feet met the floor, his elbows met his knees, and his hands slid up his cheeks, grazing the scruff there until his palms cradled the totality of his face.
The lifetime he had just woken up from was brutal to say the least โ one of the worst ones heโd ever experienced.ย
The last two things he remembered thinking was, one, he had just found you โ after 56 years. It was the longest it had ever taken. In all honesty he had started to think that your paths wouldnโt cross in that lifetime โ due to the massive loss of human lives from the outbreak. A thought gripped him once, that heโd come across you, but youโd be newly infected and heโd have to kill you. That didnโt happen โ about the only mercy he was spared in that life. The second thing he remembered was thinking of your sweet face, your beautiful eyes and how it pained him so that the next time theyโd see him theyโd be dragging him through the gates of Jackson behind a horse wrapped in cloth. How he wouldnโt be able to comfort you, knowing the unbearable pain youโd feel.ย
The last thing he remembered seeing was Ellie. They were eye to eye, laying on the floor with what felt like an insurmountable distance between them. He tried to move, giving a last valiant effort but his body had been too badly mangled โ pushed past the point of no return.ย
His soul was starting to feel that way. While he sat there at the edge of the bed holding his face.ย
Joel doesnโt remember when the recurrence started. He knew youโd be here in this new lifetime โeven though you wouldnโt remember himโ and that your paths would cross once moreโฆ eventually.
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