Dec 25, 2025
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
One spirit traps itself in a heaven of false perfection. It builds the world anew, flawless and uninjured, and hands itself a husband and a brother who have never sinned to be eternally amused with. The other spirit is damned for its corruption, and so it remains, contemplating. (Xornoth is dead. So is its brother. It wonders whether he could've been saved.)
(anotha one for @haemalhart-20252111 who escaped tumblr last month it seems but nevertheless! reblogs appreciated :D)