"Hopefully, celebrating my fourth anniversary with Erik. I am not sure about everything else. I had never had the chance to plan my future before, but now I am working on it."
👩👩👧👦 –– What kind of family did you grow up in? Two-parent, single-parent, raised by someone else? How many siblings do you have? Did you have any other type of family in your house all the time?
"I grew up in a big family. One parent, many siblings. We all lived together in my father's home. some of my siblings still live there, and others moved out like I did."
😳 –– Do you get embarrassed easily? What would you consider your ‘breaking point’ of embarrassment?
"I do get easily embarrassed. Especially when it comes to innuendos or when it takes me a moment to get a joke. I am not sure about my breaking point, but I think Erik might know it too well."
👮♀️ –– Have you ever had a brush with the law? What had you done, and did you get caught? What were the consequences?
"I have never had problems with the law. I respect the authority as much as possible. I did get called out once for skating on the sidewalk, but that is it."
The spell surrounding the Hollow’s Creek has fallen, taking with it the safety Seth found in this place.
When: July 4th
Notes: written on Discord.
Finding this town had been a miracle for Seth. During his years pretending to be human, he constantly tried to remind himself that it was merely a mission. He was supposed to learn and understand humans better. That was the task. The longer he spent among humans, the more the Grigori fell in love with their world.
Heaven was beautiful and majestic. Peaceful, warm. Perfect. But here on earth, Seth learned a lot. Not only about humans; but about himself. He allowed himself to perceive himself as more than just a holy entity. The Grigori learned languages, traditions, and emotions. That slowly drove him to embrace his free will.
His arrival at Hollow’s Creek was not an accident. It was the second of his acts of rebellious behavior. The first had been taking Josh as his vessel, knowing that the human was not supposed to live much longer. Seth defied God by taking upon an unhealthy receptacle, using his grace to heal it only because he did not want to come back home. The first time he heard about a town delimited by a spell, Seth felt hopeful because it sounded exactly like what he needed to prolong his stay on earth.
It had been almost five years since Seth arrived in the city. The last 365 days had been the happiest of his whole existence. Not only because he had fulfilled the dream of his own business; but because he had learned about true love.
As with all shattering events in life, it all happened too fast. One moment, the spell forming a barrier around town was there, and the next it was gone. Seth fell to his knees as soon as he felt the atmosphere changing. The air felt thicker, making it harder to breathe. Causing him to gasp and swallow until his heart stopped pounding out of fear in his chest.
This was it. This was the beginning of the end for him. Seth knew he was no longer hidden from God’s reach, and he was aware that his father was not pleased by their children’s actions. Making peace with the idea of falling from grace was one thing entirely different from facing God’s judgment.
Tears slid down the Grigori’s cheeks as he joined his hands close to his chest in prayer. It felt wrong to use his divine language. He did not feel deserving to talk to his father in his holy tongue. Not when he had defied his father’s instructions. When he had sinned and broken so many rules. Still, Seth prayed. Not for himself and not for forgiveness. He had no regrets about the things he had experienced. He was not afraid to die. His fears lay in his loved ones, getting punished because of him.
The Grigori could feel God’s presence now. The peace and calm Seth had once felt when his father was nearby; had now turned into distress and anguish. With eyes tightly closed, he heard the heavenly voice, “Oh dear, Seth,” it was followed by a click of a tongue. It sounded so much like a disappointed father talking to a child. Yet, the Grigori merely lowered his head and listened, “Of all my children, I hoped you wouldn’t succumb to the temptations of the humans. I had faith in your pure heart and good intentions, and look what you did to yourself, my child,” more tears slid down Seth’s cheeks hearing those words. “However, you did as you were requested. You completed your mission, my son. You learned the humans’ ways. All of them. Even the ones I did not intend for you to learn,” Seth knew his father meant the lies and deceiving. Still, Seth could not find his voice and barely raised his eyes enough, whispering a meekly, “I’m sorry, father.”
God sighed in disappointment, “You cannot come back home, Seth. You broke the rules deliberately. You gave up on your grace for love, and while I admire your pure heart for being able to love the way you do, you will be punished for this.” Those words were not what Seth wanted to hear. The silence was broken by a dragon’s roar outside, and Seth’s heartbeats raced with fear that something might have happened to Erik. “Oh no, my child, your punishment is not that,” God pointed, “Your fall is punishment enough. You will fall, and when your grace fades away, your wings will be there but will not fly again due to the weight of your sins. You will not heal anyone again; you will see those you love to suffer without your help. Not only that, but you will age, and one day you will die, and you no longer be able to live forever. That is your punishment, Seth. You will be human. Mostly human. You will be faster and stronger than humans. I will still listen to you when you pray, but you will no longer hear me. Farewell, my son,” and with those final words, the air cleared again, and silence fell upon Seth. The sunset brightened through the window, but he no longer could hear the sacred song that he once did.
