No warnings, 4301 words. Past Scott/Jimmy. Angst and emotional hurt.
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Summary:
Aletheia: unclosedness, unconcealedness, disclosure, truth; the state of not being hidden, the state of being evident. Opposite of Lethe, meaning oblivion, forgetfulness, concealment.
Scott remembers Third Life, as much as he would rather not. He’s an Emperor, now, with an Emperor’s business to attend to, and that includes meeting with the ancient deer deity of his kingdom, who is far more perceptive than he would like.
Or, Scott does not want to talk about Jimmy, but that matters little when your new god can read your thoughts.
Excerpt:
He meets the Guardian of Rivendell in a small clearing of stone and spruce in a jagged crack in the mountainside only accessible by air and by magic.
It’s snow-frosted, like everything else in Rivendell, crystals hanging from pine needles and glittering in the afternoon sun, grass crunching beneath his footfalls. The trees are tall and dark and reaching for the sky in their cloaks of wintergreen, berry bushes and brambles a circlet upon the earth’s burdened brow. The berries are holly, yew, toxic-bright, like splashes of blood, like eyes. The thought startles Scott, heart throbbing in his throat, and he tears his own eyes- blue eyes- away.
He is alone and then he is not.
Why did you call me, Guardian?
You are troubled. Now, come and talk with me a while.
you’ll love me at once
the way you did once upon a dream
I just can’t function at all right now I had no idea what I was getting into when I started watching 3rd life like nggggggghhhhhh the feels are too much for me to handle.
I originally thought that when the last person was alive the would kinda walk around the server a bit and do a bit of reminiscing before they died but Grian just died immedeatly and it hits different now that it’s canon that everyone is still existing on the server so instead of messing around or trying to finish things up Grian just jumped so he could join his friends
I kinda wonder what Pluto would taste like 🤔
and were back. part 2 my friends
who keeps giving her these things
SO HOW ARE WE FEELING ABOUT THAT FINALE!!!!!!
I had a dream last night that tumblr came up with a pride flag for closeted gays and it was just a light blue flag with a shrimp on it. People would also wear shrimp pins on their lapels for some Reason???
and the vegan gays started Discourse because shrimp deserved more respect
yellow yaks mccp22!!!!!
Spencer or Pen | He/They/It/Em Check out some stuff I wrote! Most of it is good: https://blog.reedsy.com/creative-writing-prompts/author/pen-walker/
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