Tethered Stars
Sylus PoV
A lifetime of memories could never prepare me for the moment I found her again; so different from what I once knew, but somehow still the same after all this time. When she turns her smile to me, I am left breathless, speechless, and want nothing more than to bask in her unending glory. With nothing more than a glance, she cleaves me in two- more wholly undone than that claymore could ever dare.
Beautiful. Devastating. Mesmerizing. There are so many words I could use to describe her, and yet none of them could ever hold a candle to the radiant brilliance of her. Of her soul. In her eyes, I’ve glimpsed eternity and ruin, salvation and surrender. Like a storm on my skin, her touch is raw and electric, searing through every inch of me.
Even the missteps of our reunion could never overshadow the way her presence ripples through my very being. I will always hold a quiet regret for the way I approached her in this life, for the way I sought too eagerly to connect with her resonance when she was wary of me. An oversight on my part- the elation at finding her again making me forget that, despite the way her soul sang to mine, this iteration of her saw me as a stranger, as the arch-nemesis we once were.
But, oh, I am so utterly and irrevocably in love with her. Bound to her in a way that deepens with every breath, with every beat of my heart, with every shift of my soul. More than when she took my hand in that arena and fought with unwavering courage and loyalty at my side. More than the night we fled, leaving behind a world forged in cruelty and blood.
And now, when she stands beside me in this world, defiant against its dangers, I can feel it again. That thrill rushing through my veins, roaring to life like a wildfire unleashed- fierce, unstoppable, untamed. This is where I belong: at her side, facing whatever perils this existence throws at us together. She is the inferno that fuels me and the storm that breaks me. Everything that binds me, everything that destroys me. To love her is to carry something so beautiful it aches, a spark that ignites and flourishes with every fleeting moment. She is my every waking thought, every dream when I sleep, every breath I take.
She is a vast cosmos, and I am nothing but a mere speck in her incandescence. I will fall to my knees before her brilliance in every lifetime, worshipping her in every way I know how. I am intoxicated by her very being, drawn to her soul like a moth to a flame. I would die countless deaths for her, yet it still wouldn’t be enough to capture the depths of my devotion. I would travel to the ends of the universe and back a thousand times over; if only to see her smile, to hear her laugh, to absorb myself in the sweet blooming scent of her soul. She is the warmth of the sun after a millennia in darkness. The richest, finest wine. Oh, how I long for her, like the soil yearns for the rain.
And I would destroy everything for her.
Even myself. Especially myself.