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THEY SAY BEFORE YOU DIE that your life will flash before your eyes, but renora alvarez will deny that fact all the way down to hel & back. she’s died before, & all she remembers is the singular thought of, ' I DESERVE THIS ‘ as the dagger her mother wields is lodged deep into her chest; that, & the scent of her mother’s perfume.
what she WILL tell you, however, is that when you watch the building the love of your life is in explode into a fiery inferno, that every little thing about her will fill your heart right as it plummets deep into your gut. her smile & the way it creates dimples in perfectly pale cheeks to the way she always insists on wearing socks to bed, or the way she prefers to read by candlelight in the reader’s nook rather than the cold, yellow light of the study.
& as her feet carry her forward, AGAINST the screaming throngs of people surging away from the explosion, she remembers the way songyi used to hum songs as she made coffee every morning – the same tune, every time ‘ my mother used to sing it to me when I was little ‘ -- & fuck, now she can’t get it out of her head as she bursts through the front doors. the building sags with the loss of support but renora can’t be bothered, nor does she care the flames that lick at her clothes ( WHAT WAS FIRE TO A WOMAN WHO WAS BUILT OF IT, AFTER ALL? )
“ songyi! “ she calls into the billowing smoke, echoed by the sounds of crumbling architecture. their typical private booth is in the far back, & it takes nothing short of her supernatural strength to remove the debris as it blocks her path. " MOON! “
ANGELS ARE SAID to come borne on a ray of heavenly light, to guide you to the grace of god but when renora steps through the flames it is nothing short of the will of the devil; a HELLBEAST in angel’s disguise come to pull songyi from the wreckage. save for the fact that as she nears the form of her barely conscious lover, the warning creak of the floor above them groans out with a whining pitch & it’s two seconds to react or songyi would be no more. as it comes collapsing down, the form of the hellhound in its full monstrosity looms over the petite woman; concrete & plywood raining against its back with enough force to buckle his knees & grunt out in pain but he does not move until the chaos has stilled & he can shoulder it from his body.
“ I’ve got you. “ & how DARE she not be there to protect songyi when she was needed most? after the recent discovery by her father, the woman was more vulnerable than ever & for the rest of her years, the image of the woman’s broken body would haunt her every heartbeat. clutching her close to his chest, ren carries her from the wreckage, down the alley, & into the night to return to her estate so that she may use ALL THE POWERS SHE HAS to keep the love of her life from dying over her mistake.
@queensgambiit
