#stardustcreated

I am made up of stardust,

I have galaxies in my eyes,

with stars dancing in my veins,

and the entire cosmos within me.

I am amazing and wonderfully made,

Oh baby, your right, this soul is

incredibly thousand years of age,

I am as ancient as the stars.

I wander the entirety of cosmos,

filled with millions of miracles and

impossibilities that science

couldn't explain.

The entire universe craved for every

drop of my existence, I am filled

with light and love is what binds me

from the cosmic truth.

I've got the entire universe dancing

endlessly through my soul, it lives

within me, cause I belong to the

entirety of it.

In my eyes I held the billions

galaxies of stars, with a clear

vision of the endless worlds as

ancient of the nebulas.

As clear that no one could ever

fathom it. I am ever-changing and

I am soaring up high to the stars

where I belong.

our ancient mother

took billions of grains

to make vessels

for my kind to sail

even for a brief moment

through the falls of time

I repay your plights

taking for granted

your imperfect nature

with simple words

in vain compulsion

a praise that'll never

deserve the chance

to rise to your ears

“You know when I said was going to do this; there was no obligation for you to help.” Alec dumped several very alike looking jackets into the donation box. Felt nice to be deep cleaning his old room. Not that he was strung out like usually led towards such a measure. 

It was part of being nephilim; they handled all sorts of things and most of them tended to be worse than anything any mundane could come up with. He was certain Magnus had seen worse than all of them, but in that moment it didn't matter. They'd sent him to the High Warlock to get information that their own records were missing and for a long moment he'd thought that this whole thing was going to be a waste of time. Alec had told him that if anyone would have the information Magnus would and while he trusted his parabatai, he was starting to wonder about the High Warlock. He hadn't failed them in the past but a lot had changed. Maybe things had changed with him, too. Either way, he needed that information and he needed it soon. "So I doubt this thing we're after is that bad. What is it you're not telling me then?"

“ 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 ? 𝐚𝐦 𝐢 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐰 ? ” there was an exasperated sigh from her lips as magnus came through the doors of the coffee shop . sometimes clary missed her mundane life and she just wanted to be able to breathe and have a chance to calm down , but the look on magnus’ face was not one of relaxation . “ 𝐨𝐡 𝐛𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥 , 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐧𝐮𝐬 ? ”

     looking down at the envelope on his desk, Alec frowns slightly. it’s definitely not a standard communication. there’s..... glitter. and hearts. and... he picks it up carefully like it’s a bomb that might go off, sniffing the paper. it smells faintly of roses and something more familiar that he can’t quite place at the moment. is that... ❛ cologne? ❜ he wonders out loud, COMPLETELY baffled. giving into his curiosity, Alec opens the envelope, a small dusting of glitter showering down onto his desk as he pulls out the card inside. he smiles a little as he reads it, a tinge of pink colouring his cheeks. a secret admirer, huh? he only knows ONE person who would send him something like this.