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Uhhh Legs revived AU no. 18?
Hello Saunter :D Lemme count though my playlist quick.
Wait this could actually work. Also for context of people that is supposed to be ‘reincarnation AU’ not ‘revived AU’. I did write the correct timeline lol The bolded and italic words are the lyrics just so you’re aware.
Now playing: No. 18; Ruined Lullaby by CG5
Take me behind the scenes
The apartment was dark, all the light turned off and shades drawn so that the little light from the moon wouldn’t disturb the sleep of the two people living there. It was just past one in the morning, so both of them should have been in bed.
Owen was fast asleep, on his side hugging a small plush he had been given for Christmas. There was no one next to him, instead, the second person reclined back in a chair at the corner of the room, having gotten up from bed about while ago, watching his partner sleep soundly. Owen was out cold, undisturbed.
And that gave Legundo time to think. About… a lot of things.
It was a comfort, to see that he could find rest even when Legundo could not.
It wasn’t from insomnia this time. Or bad dreams. Or even forgetting to take sleeping medication.
It was… the events of the past few days.
A mask of memories
Legundo has always had fuzzy memories of his time as a kid, almost like how everyone eventually forgets the first five or so years of their life… but he didn’t forget.
Instead, when he looks back on his childhood, or… really any memory, there is more than one conflicting thought.
The house he grew up in changed layouts and styles every other time he thought about it. His collage looked different, older or more modern.
…even his memories of war were tainted with some green vial that he never held, a musket instead of an automatic rifle.
I'll find the path that's lined with red
His dreams were getting stranger. Really, it’s been happening ever since he met Owen, but they’re coming back so much stronger, even with medication.
They were becoming concerning too. He’s always had… more violent dreams, but this time they were more blood soaked. And he wasn’t just watching from the sidelines, no, he was participating.
He hasn’t had dreams like that since he was discharged.
Augment reality
He felt a little crazy for thinking about it this much. It was fine. Surely… it was fine. He just needed to do something research if he had any free time. Maybe he could even ask Water about it, they were a Psychology major…
Yes, research. He wasn’t the first, he can’t be. Everything has an explanation.
Anything can be cured.
…where did that thought come from?
Mind your head
Legundo pinched the bridge of his nose, feeling a building pressure behind his eyes. He’d taken some painkillers earlier that day for the headaches, but they kept coming back again and again. He didn’t even know why they were there. Contrary to popular belief, he had slept last night. He had also drunken water and all the usual suspects for this were out the window options.
No, I won't fret, just hit reset
Legundo felt bad for Water. They were with him one night during some… unpleasant dreams. He must have spooked them, because they had run off crying after he came back to himself.
He would send a letter, apologize. He didn’t know what he did…
But he didn’t want to lose them.
This can't be over yet…