Anonymous asked:
an excerpt from a journal entry:
Sometimes I wonder if he sees me the way his camera does. Something happens behind that lens - a magic that I can’t seem to wrap my mind around. I don’t know how Altar can make me feel so beautiful and seen with a few clicks of a button, but he does.
If I think about it (and I think about it often) it’s not just the camera. It’s how forward thinking and proactive he is like he anticipates and plans for what I need both emotionally and physically. It’s spooky sometimes, but I’ve come to find that so endearing.
I’m working up the courage to say something ; to see if the visions that spin through my mind every night before I fall asleep can become a reality. Even in my dreams he finds me. Those mezmorizing hazel hues haunt me day and night. There’s no escape, and honestly I don’t think I would want there to be.
Altar can't stop smiling as he reads the journal page over and over. It wasn't meant for him to see, but to the stalker it was as good as a love letter written just for him. He took several pictures of the entry before closing the journal back up and quietly sliding it back into place where it belonged. When Elyse woke in the morning, she'd have no idea it had been disturbed. Leaning over her as she slept soundly, Altar gave her cheek a featherlight kiss and whispered, "don't worry, Elyse. You can be brave and tell me about those visions. I'd be happy to make them a reality for you. But for now, you sleep and dream of me."













