tw// death, accidental suicide
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tommy looked at the ground beneath him. his wings twitched on his back as he anticipated flying. surely if he were to fall he wouldn't survive. would that even matter at this point? taking in a deep breath, he stepped forward and off the edge, his eyes closed as to fight off any fear. the wind rushed around him as he fell and...
he opened his eyes. bright lights yet darkness everywhere surrounded him. it was hot and cold at the same time, like the seasons were at war in front of him. his body ached and burned yet felt light. where the hell was he?
"tommy you shouldn't be here…"
he looked around desperately for the source of that oh so familiar voice. ran through the empty land that stretched seemingly infinitely. his lungs felt heavy and his feet thudded loudly, echoing around him.
as he kept running towards the voice, a rock caught his shoe and altered his trajectory, sending him crashing into the hard ground. he groaned as his body hit the dirt, his shoulder slamming into a tree root that was peeking above the soil.
"where are you? please I need to see you"
"you cant- I can't tommy you need to go home you can't stay here you're not MEANT to be here"
"I don't even know where I am!!!"
tommy pulled himself up from where he fell, his muscles throbbing and his shoulder stinging from making connection with the hard surface.
"what did you do before you came here, tommy?"
he thought back…what WAS he doing? last he remembers he was on top of a tower and-
stumbling back, his mind rushed with the overwhelming reality of the situation.
his knees gave out beneath him as he sank to the ground, tears beginning to spill from his eyes and pouring down his scared face.
"tommy listen to me…I need you to tell me what happened."
a sob escaped his lips as he realised everyone he would probably never get to see again, everything he'd never get to experience. as his thoughts wandered, a soft set of footsteps slowly made their way over to where he was, a cold hand placing itself onto his shoulder and kneeling down beside him.
"wilbur…wilbur I made a horrible mistake…I did something I can't undo. something I never should have attempted."
wilbur had heard this before. from himself, about 5 years ago now, back when he first got here. he'll never forget that day. it haunted him all those years and wasn't going to stop anytime soon. he couldn't let tommy go through that as well. he wouldn't be able to look at himself the same way again if tommy had to go through what he experienced. he pulled the boy close and wrapped his arms around him, the younger sobbing harder and clinging to him like he was going to fade away if he let go. the scary thing is where they are right now that's a very real and terrifying possibility.
through sobs, tommy managed to get out a few vague words. 'up', 'wings', 'fly', 'ground'. It didn't take a genius to figure out what happened. it also didn't take a genius to know that when tommy was…alive…he had no wings. not that tommy knew. he always believed he had wings. noone would've dared to tell him otherwise.
"oh tommy…mate…it's okay. you're not alone here. I'm here for you, always."
wilburs heart ached. he knew that wasn't true. he was sure tommy knew as well. but for now, it was all they had to hold on to. he'd been here for too long already. noone stays here forever, it's rare. its even rarer for someone to leave this place. even their mother couldn't help them. this place was out of her reach, out of her domain. they could beg for her all they wanted, she wasn't coming.
as they sat there, the void around them seemed to whisper unheard words, life sprouting from nowhere. they were going to have to find a way out of this, lest they cease to exist altogether.
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