mobezon: (121 | past reflections)
π™’π™šπ™§π™˜π™žπ™›π™ͺ𝙑 π™™π™šπ™–π™©π™. ([personal profile] mobezon) wrote in [community profile] abraxaslogs 2023-04-14 09:39 am (UTC)

𝐞π₯𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐝. 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐑𝐞 𝐩𝐒𝐭.

{ there had been a hesitation for louis when he first decided to wander. he’d gone to istredd’s domain, and after doing so he’s decided he has to understand what happened to the rest he didn’t get an opportunity to reunite with. they had fleeting moments, but something about the pit had settled within him and made a space he isn’t sure is going to leave him anytime soon. to a vampire, it’ll be a long time before the memory will fade. the slight yearning leads him away from his own piece of the horizon, to follow a sudden compelling notion to seek.

what he finds is a meadow, unlike one he’s ever seen in his lifetime. the fragrant flowers hit his senses right away. what catches his attention is the tree. it’s a singular tree and it reminds him of the one he had back home in dubai. his had been illuminated by artificial light, and he’d had a bench set out for him to sit and stare at it. there’s something different about the openness of the meadow. he decides to sit, and wait. for what, he's not sure. he’s never seen such a sight.

what he knows is that the night follows him. he’s not ready to see the sun, and in this corner there’s no sunlight. he likes it enough to take a break before he continues searching. }

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