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In and out, in and out. Raynor breathed in and out as he focused. It had only been two months since Halvor died, it could take time for his ghost to come to Raynor when summoned. Or he could face a reality that perhaps Halvor didn’t want to be summoned.
He tried not to think like that. He had been an inconsolable mess ever since he felt his love’s death, even more so after each resurrection attempt failed.
He finally gave up with a frustrated groan, a wall nearby the victim of his frustration with a punch to it. Only vaguely aware of the presence on someone nearby, he dusted his hand off and leaned against the wall.
curiously, and with intention, gunnar was watching his cousin attempt, unsuccessfully, to summon someone from the dead. unbeknownst to his cousin, gunnar had been watching from the start. it was pathetic to watch, and gunnar almost felt sad for raynor, almost.
stepping out of the shadows after raynor seemed to accept his defeat, gunnar cleared his throat, hoping to alert his cousin to his presence. “hello, cousin.” the dark haired boy pulled a cigarette out of his pocket and lighted it in one swift motion before taking a long drag. “saw your attempts there, so frustrating isn’t it? failing.”
licking his lips, gunnar thought carefully about his next words. “you know, bringing him back from the dead won’t do anything. you’re miserable now and you’ll be miserable with a dead boyfriend...” he paused, taking a moment to wonder how it turned out that basically everyone in his family liked boys except him...was he missing something? he quickly shook the thoughts from his head.
“alas, give up. he’s dead. you clearly have no true hold on whatever power you posses to bring him back and you know the strange kid is always mumbling about messing with time. with our family’s luck you’d open a weird time space continuum and we would all be fucked, so please, do us all a favor and give up.”
