It must be conspicuous to everyone but their guest: that Tetia had made herself scarce when the witch first arrived. They're a little older than her - taller, wiser, world-wearier (she assumes: those things always come with age) - which in itself is intimidating. But she's overheard enough of the quiet chatter from her Professors to know their knowledge... spanned to topics forbidden.

She's certain this doesn't frighten her. Professor Qifrey would never allow a real Brimhat in their atelier. And if they've been welcomed in - well it's her job to look out for them like any fellow apprentice.

Her feet tap a fretful little tune as she hovers at the kitchen's entrance.

mister qifrey's atelier was a perfect environment for young minds that were eager to expand their knowledge for creating spells & learn more about their world around them. it was also very welcoming to outsiders, even if gael's situation would be different from the professor's apprentices. the watchful eye was an interesting individual as well for allowing their temporary stay, despite being a user of forbidden magic.

gael eventually found themself in the kitchen area as it was suggested by the atelier's owner for a light snack before heading off their sleeping quarters, wherever that may be. the wandering witch's attention from the ready to eat meals found in some of the resident professor's pots as they hear a somewhat unfamiliar voice coming from the entrance.

She's still...hovering at a distance. But it's polite not to crowd newcomers, right?

i think you’re asking the wrong thing, start with, who am i?

don’t take a turn there that isn’t a street there’s nothing there

why don’t you count to ten? slow deep breaths, don’t lose yourself

don’t look at the clock, time will bind you if you do

it’s just a lot more tranquil when you don’t have to leave your head, do you agree?

it’s just you and me now and whatever sleeps at the back of your mind

you should never turn to face a sound you don’t recognise

because this place isn’t real, darling, why would you be?

everything around you is older than you’ll ever live to be

don’t breathe, don’t move, it’s too loud, you are too loud

don’t disturb the echoes of those who have ventured here before you

i could live forever like this, nowhere and as no one, what about you?

can you feel the deeper layers of your skin or do i graze you only on surface level?

maybe you should blink the deer in the fog away

don’t engage, it’s not worth it, it doesn’t care for you or mercy

everything you’ve ever encountered has lived longer

don’t believe everything you see, dear, it knows you would and acts accordingly

it’s just easier, you know, at least in my head i can change

what if i turn around and all i see is the same i see now?

i don’t really want to stay here, but, then again, where else could i go?

don’t venture too deep into those fields, and don’t answer if i call

a lot of things out here know how to imitate voices

when i speak to you, who are you talking to?

do you remember your name and do you remember why you don’t?

don’t stop looking out the window, what if it comes closer

you never learn that’s why you’re stuck and that’s why they know you’re there

❛  i know we only just met but i already feel like i’ve known you my whole life.  ❜ ❛  umm, is this seat taken ?  ❜ ❛  don’t be alarmed now but there’s someone following you. pretend you know me and come with me. i’ll get you somewhere safe.  ❜ ❛  my friends ditched me here and now i could really use a ride home.  ❜ ❛  i don’t think we’ve met yet but you looked like you needed someone to talk to.  ❜ ❛  can you please pretend to be my boyfriend / girlfriend for a moment so my ex will leave me alone ?   ❜ ❛  are you always this straightforward with strangers ?  ❜ ❛  here, i noticed you lost this earlier.  ❜ ❛  i’m sorry, i must’ve mistaken you for somebody else.  ❜ ❛  so, what brings you here today ?  ❜ ❛  hi, my name is [name]. it’s nice meeting you.  ❜ ❛  you’re cute. how about i buy you a drink ?  ❜ ❛  can’t you watch where you are going ?!  ❜ ❛  i just moved into the apartment next to you, so i guess we’re gonna be neighbors now.  ❜ ❛  oh god, you’re [name], aren’t you ?  ❜ ❛  here, let me help you.  ❜ ❛  is there a reasons you’re here on your own ?  ❜ ❛  apparently we’re going to be working on this together now.  ❜ ❛  you look like you could use a hand with that.  ❜ ❛  what do people around here do to have some fun ?  ❜ ❛  looks like this will take a while, huh ?  ❜ ❛  oh god. please tell me you haven’t just heard me talk to myself.  ❜ ❛  excuse me, i think i’m lost.  ❜ ❛  i just wanted to say that i really like your outfit.  ❜ ❛  do you come here often ?  ❜ ❛  do you mind if i join you for a bit ?  ❜ ❛  you looked lonely so i got you a drink.  ❜ ❛  i don’t think we’ve met, i’m [name].  ❜ ❛  what the hell just happened there ?  ❜ ❛  have you seen this anywhere ? i must’ve lost it.  ❜ ❛  can i please use your phone ? i have to call someone to get me out of here.  ❜ ❛  seems like we’re gonna be spending a lot of time together.  ❜ ❛  come with me, and don’t ask any questions. it’s urgent.  ❜ ❛  i heard strange noises coming from your apartment and just wanted to make sure everything is alright.  ❜ ❛  i have a spare ticket, you wanna come in with me ?  ❜ ❛  you don’t know me but will you be my date for tonight ?  ❜ ❛  we’ve got some time to kill so why don’t you tell me a little about yourself ?  ❜ ❛  i don’t usually just walk up to strangers but my friends set me up to it.  ❜ ❛  i think our orders may have gotten mixed up.  ❜ ❛  do i have something on my face or why do you keep looking at me like that ?  ❜

WORDS

“Where did you get those?”

“Is that…. somebody’s hand?”

“Is that… a bootprint?”

“It’ll look worse before it looks better.”

“Come on. Let’s get it wrapped up.”

“Do you want some painkillers?”

“Let me guess, I should ‘see the other guy’?”

“How’d you get a black eye?”

“I know you don’t do it on purpose, but I wish you’d stop coming home bruised.”

“I like the new look. It suits you.”

“Ouch, that looks like it hurts.”

“Talk to me.”

“You shouldn’t end up with bruises because you disagree with them. You know that, right?”

“Will you tell me how it happened?”

“Come and sit with me.”

ACTIONS

(send ‘+reverse’ to reverse the roles, or specify which muse is which!)

[sit] – sender comes and sits next to a bruised receiver. no words, just warmth.

[care] – sender provides physical care for receiver’s bruises (ice pack, wrapping them up, etc)

[shower] – sender takes one look at a bruised and bloody receiver, and goes to run them a shower. hot showers fix everything.

[offer] – sender has something they know receiver will want, and because receiver has had a bad enough day as it is, sender gives it to them. it’s the little things.

[stay] – sender offers receiver a place to stay, so that – wherever they got these bruises – they don’t have to go back.

[concussion] – sender checks receiver for a concussion, because it’s very possible receiver has one.

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flowers grow back even after the harshest winters, you will too.

at your absolute best, you still won’t be good enough for the wrong person—at your worst, you’ll still be worth it to the right person.

the more people i meet, the more disappointed i am.

love can make up for a lot.

maybe i’ll see you in another life—if this one wasn’t enough.

one of the hardest lessons in life is letting go.

don’t wait until you’ve reached your goal to be proud of yourself.

give me all your stress and worries, i’ll take it all just to see you smile.

don’t ask yourself what the world needs, ask yourself what makes you come alive.

we are products of our past but we don’t have to be prisoners of it.

what would i do if i weren’t afraid?

there is a strange warm grace in not being alone.

closing your eyes and plugging up your ears won’t make time stand still.

i learned not to trust people.

we cannot simply sit and stare at our wounds forever.

it is possible to lie, and even to murder, with the truth.

i think i might always be in some kind of love with you.

we fight to hold on and we fight to let go.

i find that music is so much more attractive than love.

if you light a lamp for someone else it will also brighten your path.

i thought i could imagine how much this would hurt, but i was wrong.

deep in my heart, i know i am a loner.

they lash out because if they can see that their words hurt someone else, it makes them feel as if they aren’t completely powerless.

you have nothing to prove to anybody.

what the world needs is people who are alive.

people don’t want to hear the truth because they don’t want their illusions destroyed.

you have to do what’s best for you—not what’s best for somebody else.

do you say what you really mean?

tomorrow is another chance.

have patience with all things, but first with yourself.

keep moving forward.

the less i know, the better.

don’t listen to yourself—listen to the advice that you give others.

becoming fearless isn’t the point. that’s impossible. it’s learning how to control your fear, and how to be free from it.

people will say terrible things when they’re scared..

you deserve someone who answers.

you can’t fix me, let me have my bad days.

we look so long at the closed door that we do not see the one that has been opened for us.

i knew this was going to happen.

the truth is often a terrible weapon of aggression.

you alone are enough.

millions of people can believe in you, and yet none of it matters if you don’t believe in yourself.

the love we have for each other is bigger than these small differences.

are you really how you're perceived to be?

i just want to be your peace.

i’m afraid that if you look at a thing long enough, it loses all of its meaning.

falling in love doesn’t always lead to heartbreak.

eyes are blind. you have to look with the heart.

i have always known life damages us. we can’t escape that damage.

there is no way to happiness: happiness is the way.

sometimes you just have to jump.

change is never easy.

keep your eyes wide open, only a coward closes his eyes.

sometimes you make choices in life, and sometimes choices make you.

you can’t always wait for the perfect time.

to live is the rarest thing in the world, most people exist—that is all.

there's no shortcut to forgetting someone. you have to endure missing them until you don't.

it is the things you cannot see coming that are strong enough to kill you.

nothing’s going to disappear just because you can’t see what’s going on. things will even be worse the next time you open your eyes.

you started caring too late.

that’s the kind of world we live in.

it’s never too late to change the direction that your life is going in.

i take much pleasure in being alone.

appreciate those who don’t give up on you.

when your head lays on my chest, i want you to forget the world and all it’s problems.

only a coward closes his eyes.

however rare true love may be, it is less so than true friendship.

you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn’t do than by the ones you did do.

bad ideas make the best memories.

telling you to "go fuck yourself" is considered rude in most social situations.

if i had a flower for every time i thought of you, i could walk through my garden forever.

it’s all too much and not enough at the same time.

some hearts understand each other—even in silence.

be nice to yourself.

we can be mended, we mend each other.

any goodbye makes room for a hello.

survival is a talent.

never confuse your mistakes with your value as a human being.

allow yourself to hope and believe again.

you need to distance yourself so you can discover what you want out of life.

god gives every bird its food, but he does not throw it into its nest.

remind yourself that it’s ok not to be perfect.

people will never forget how you made them feel.

soft hearted people know what people did to them, but they forgive them again and again because they have beautiful hearts.