04 ❥

[requiems]

let's do a thing!
• comment with your character. pick a respondent. any situation, any time.
first meetings, fighting together, first dates, whatever.
identify your universe, though! (original, au, game canon...)
• let's do a psl.
• ???
• profit!!

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2/?

[falchions]

[--or is it?

Lucina is dreaming. But that dream is crumbling. Where she was with her family, her baby brother asleep in her mother's lap as they watched a movie, her father vanishes. She turns around to ask her mother where her father is but she's gone, too. She looks down. She's older. She looks to the side. There's Inigo, asleep on the sofa next to her. A clock strikes a little past eight. Snow is falling outside. A phone rings somewhere in the house.

She knows this.

She knows this day like she knows herself. Hears the distant voices. The heavy footsteps. The phone answered. Then slower footsteps, until-

Miss Lucina. You may as well wake Inigo.

And Inigo is awake.

And their maid tells them the news she already knows she is going to hear.

Your mother, she... Lady Olivia didn't pull through.

The furniture go, the walls go, the house goes. The people beside her go. She's standing in a field of irises. Everyone always leaves.

Stay with me.

She doesn't recognise the voice. Something heard that couldn't possibly have been heard, somewhere distant, far away. But she walks. She walks through the field towards it. The distant murmur. It's better than standing here alone.]