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𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐚 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐲 𝐭𝐞𝐱𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐥𝐮𝐜𝐢𝐝 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦 while distant stars bled through tears in the horizon like exposed nerves from another cosmos entirely. details surrounding caelus had been chosen deliberately, carefully plucked from the vulnerable spaces within his sleeping mind, & the angel couldn’t help but take notice of a particular journey etched into his brain like a tattoo that had been carved into his subconscious without consent. she held onto those fragments from his dreams desperately, threading them together with almost reverent precision to maintain the illusion’s significance ; it was not merely deception she crafted but emotional gravity, constructing a place where his heart would instinctively ache to remain before his instincts could convince him to flee. but it came to her sooner than expected that she still failed to capture a crucial detail amongst the sea of dreamy clouds to fully captivate him & squeeze him to add more to her glass of strawberry lemonade.
𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐞𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐦𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐧-𝐞𝐬𝐪𝐮𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐦 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐬𝐤𝐞𝐝, silencing the bloom from this angelic flower. crystallized rose petals serving as eyes held a borrowed warmth of this miss cyrene’s gentleness, yet the nerves surrounding her brows betrayed her message. she had but muttered a few words to him, & that golden, hesitant gaze somehow managed to see right through her ⸻ that exact moment his heart wanted to leap towards her while his soul clawed backwards in warning captured like a photo.
she couldn’t help but be impressed.
❝ you’re still listening for my heartbeat, even now. ❞
𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐨 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐧, 𝐬𝐨 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐮𝐧𝐫𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐥 ⸻ she couldn’t possibly stop this soon, thus the softness ghosting cyrene’s affection carried within the smile she offered. it was truly tragic how far she was capable of mimicking even the subtle breathing of which this personality upheld, yet she couldn’t have perfected the rhythm of the heart that beat for countless cycles. regardless, remielle continued with the act, searching the bits of information she had gathered from his dreams to try & serve a compelling defense.
❝ i wondered if you would’ve remembered me or if i would’ve needed to remind you ⸻ but you always had a good head on your shoulders. ❞
𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐨𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠, not wishing to break the fragile trust she was cultivating . . . or whatever it was he was formulating within the new structure of his mind. her eyes lingered on him carefully, gentle caressing of his form like how the remembrance would fondly look at him. the atmosphere around them hummed, eager to swallow the uncertainty growing in his mind & replace it with comfort once more.
❝ the universe rewrites people every day. bodies change. souls change. sometimes what remains afterwards barely resembles what came before . . . but that doesn’t mean the feelings disappear. ❞
𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐟𝐮𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫, close enough to where the nameless would be able to comprehend how beautiful she was ⸻ untouched by decay like preserved flowers. she understood how he appreciated the femininity of a woman, how gorgeous & stunning they are while that glitter layer of protection signified strength beyond the stars. cyrene was more than what beauty could describe, & it was that exact reason why remielle wanted the illusion be accepted by the desperation within caelus’ empty slot in his heart . . . because people welcomed fiction far more easily when they believed the choice had been theirs without her needing to force her way in.
❝ you felt it the moment you saw me, right .ᐣ.ᐣ that connection, that pull ⸻ you knew me before hesitation made you doubt yourself. ❞
another step closer, the silent studying of his senses while she could see in real time the neurons activating & scrambling to make things make sense.
❝ i am here, caelus ⸻ real as the words we imprinted page after page. even if my heart no longer beats the same way it used to, does that truly make what’s between us any less real .ᐣ.ᐣ ❞
