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Lyra

Knock knock... who’s out there..?

Lyra falls back on the mattress, the rush of adrenaline coursing through her body. Her fingertips and tongue tingle and she breathes in slowly, an attempt to prolong the initial moments of satisfaction.

A sad smile adorns her lips… her body feels right and she doesn’t need anything, well, if she could ask for something it’d probably be…

Knock knock... who’s in there?

The smile turns into a grin and then a laugh, tears flood the corner of her eyes and when she blinks the droplets trail down her face.

Used and deceived is what she feels like but Lyra’s not a victim, she, like everyone else, is the result of her choices and she chose to believe the sweet lies.

Knock knock... lock the door, hide...

Freedom is something she won’t ever have. Lyra is trapped in his lies and hers… trapped in the dreams she once had. The walls enclose around her and she’s scared, the air is heavy and her lungs hurt.

Knock knock, Lyra, don’t lie to yourself… no one keeps you in, the one who locked you in was yourself… because this is what you want, this is what you get…

Nonetheless, she tries to find her way out, following the voice of the one who calls out to her soul, knocking and knocking on the wall, hoping that one day she’ll be able to escape the bind…

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Hey guys! Here’s a little something from the sarcastic but surprisingly fan-favorite, Pollux! Let us know what you think! ;)

Pollux

I lean against a tree, holding a book in my hand. My eyes scan the words once again: She cast her fragrance and her radiance over me. I ought never to have run away from her...I ought to have guessed all the affection that lay behind her poor little stratagems. Flowers are so inconsistent! But I was too young to know how to love her...

"Pol, you're here early."

"Yes, because I do respect other people's time." 

Lyra rolls her eyes just as my brother runs to her side, a cheeky grin on his face.

Two halves of a whole.

I stare at them as they talk, closing the book in my hands.

But I know I do love them. Care about them. And though I am but an illusion who will disappear in time, I vow to keep them safe to the best of my abilities. We find ourselves in an odd circumstance...but these are the pieces on the board.

Castor walks up to me and throws an arm around my shoulder. "C'mon, I'm fucking starving!"

Lyra falls into a step beside him and Castor puts an arm around her as well, before steering the three of us to the diner.

Yes...I am but a knight who can only move in limited spaces. But I will protect my king and queen as best I can.

Until the day I am no longer needed.

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Hello hello! This time is Lyra’s turn to share one of her picrew’s creation, also a little excerpt that won’t be in the story based on the song Bury A Friend. Lyra’s mind can be a mess... Hope you guys enjoy it!

“For the debt I owe, gotta sell my soul 'Cause I can't say no, no, I can't say no Then my limbs all froze and my eyes won't close And I can't say no, I can't say no... ... I wanna end me.” -- Bury A Friend, Billie Eilish

Her steps are not hushed, not trying them to be, she’s not scared of the dark or the monsters lurking while she makes her way back home. No. In fact, monsters would be a nice distraction, maybe enough to get her out or her own mind -- the dark thoughts and unanswered questions.

Broken glass cracks under her feet and her eyes scan the abandoned house.

So ugly, so used, so lonely. Who broke you? Who decided your fate? Who gave them the right? Was it because they owned you? The girl laughs and walks out, once her foot meets the grass the house cries as it crumbles slowly. It would be so easy to end it all… so easy yet so complicated.

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Picrew

Bury A Friend - Billie Eilish

Hello! Here’s a little more about the resident blue-haired rockstar!

“When I'm nothing but stardust, promise me you'll fly free with the wind”

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Castor stretches his arms above his head, placing his hands beneath his head. He sighs and stares at the starry night sky, allowing himself a few brief moments of peace.

Everything's falling into place. Everything's gonna be okay. Heh, maybe we should start looking into places we can visit...

But when they leave this place, he'll miss looking at those stars; they look so damn pretty here. A smile spreads across his face as he thinks about her playing in snow, or maybe somewhere with a beach. Man...she'd look so good, and he can bet that smile will be plastered onto her face, lighting up the world...his world.

Castor holds up his left hand and glances at his wrist, at the tattoo of two stars and the words underneath them. His heart twinges but he lets out a soft chuckle.

Yeah. Everything will be fucking peachy. But for now, he makes himself comfortable on the ledge of the rooftop, imagining himself as part of the sky.

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“My soul only harmonizes with yours.”

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His fingers pluck the strings of his guitar slowly, an empty sheet of paper and a pen lying on the table in front of him. Castor sighs in frustration as the words scatter in his brain, the random chords he's playing not making  any sense, not leading him to a cohesive rhyme or melody.

He leans back in his couch and stares at the ceiling, blue-gray eyes trying to search for something --anything --that can inspire him. They needed new songs for the set next week and even though Damien was good with words, Castor wanted to write something...meaningful.

Closing his eyes, he conjures up an image of her...his muse. That soft black hair he just loved to run his fingers in, her soft, kissable lips, cheeks that turns red when he directs his attention to her...and her eyes. God, her eyes. Crimson orbs that he could stare at forever.

When I'm with you, the world becomes background noise Doesn't matter if we're in a crowded room All I hear is your voice...

A grin spreads across his face as words start to flow, the melody weaving itself together in his head. Of course...that's all he has to do.

My muse...I hope you know my songs are for you.

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Hey, guys, we thought of asking the trio three things they like about each other... some were easy, some were not haha!

But here are their answers featuring their Zepetos!

3 Things I like About:

Lyra

Cas: 1. Those crimson eyes 2. Her lips...love kissing them 3. Her soul. That's why she's my muse

Pol: 1. Her stubbornness. Knowing what you want and sticking by your decision is better than flitting from decision to decision. 2. Her rebellious nature. It gets annoying at times but it's nice to know she's not a pushover. 3. That she stays with my difficult brother. It requires a strong woman to tolerate that idiot.

Castor

Lyra: 1. His smile, the way it can change my mood. 2. How kind he is even if he tries to hide it. 3. His voice... When he calls me his muse, sunshine haha.

Pol: 1. His bravery. Though it's easily interchangeable with stupidity. 2. His selflessness. People only see what they want to see. My brother is in fact, very selfless. 3. His silly nature. It reminds me that despite everything he does, he is still Castor. He is still my brother...my twin.

Pollux

Lyra: Don’t tell him I said these… 1. He’s smart, the smartest person I know. 2. Puts up with my pranks. 3. His ugly shirts haha… He is reliable, I can trust him.

Cas: 1. He's a beautiful bastard 2. He's so fucking smart, anything I don't know I ask him 3. All those goddamn quirks hahahaha

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