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Prompt #26 ~ Golden Thread

@layla-grey

She represents the key to my resurrection. For the longest time, I believed the flower I saw in my despondent youth. That Sakurasou was my own... That wasn't the case. When I became marooned, rabid and left to the Savage Lands of the Black Shrouds. I drew line's to survive. Eventually transforming wild, unhinged. My heart was always insignificant even before I met the one who'd crushingly revealed it was coal, under First Love and First Crewmate, how couldn't I... I faltered and failed. The spiraling didn't stop until I was so far lost and gone. Until that flower was carried to me. Even though I was no-longer, the same or within control, I was now what was hunted. To thrive I had to adapt to becoming nature, as-well. I shredded away my flesh. Deep down the core of me, still, for some reason, wanted to survive. I felt otherwise. Gradually a bearer who came after that Flower's appearance, brought my skin. Her endearing company couldn't coexist in my cruel world, too sweet, fragile, of course when I fell again... She was murdered through the entanglement of jealously. Although, I knew it was simplistically me. Who might've well been the killer. I wandered aimlessly in the dark. Then I would be introduced with an eternal moon, her song drew to me, captivated and resonated a rapture. I felt resonating illumination. Under her bask, my insignificance was being chipped away.

Dread Begone

Me-Me saddled upon Captain’s head in replace of his tricorne and witnessed still the Seeker wasn’t able to finish the job in fact even with everyone surrounding and lending their aid he was succumbing at a horribly time to doubt. She tended to watch over them as a guide, remaining relatively secretive especially when it came to battling. Though she connected between him and mentally beheld a sight, <Your heart…> It pounded like a rampaging sea, a containment or coffer of dreams, none of them however was his own. In the study of aetherology there was a theory that trace’s of others would linger to another and attach them, but for Captain’s case, they were resonating into a swirling stark vortex, giving him complete life. The departed to those currently aside him, to each wonder remaining in peace and awaiting discovery, every form was constantly pounding at his consciousness, within those depth’s laid a truth. Captain strained out, “I’m sorry everyone, we’re all going to die! I can’t win… I’m not enough.” Disbelief in himself, unable to see his nature or dormant non-awakened power. He was unevenly set back, his arm was beginning to show the forewarning signs of decimation. The Lalafell bent into a decisive conclusion, blinking conservatively. Choosing to offer that soft push. Almost instantaneously Captain was greeted by a projection of every single aetherial trace as mighty realistic illusion’s gave dawn. They carried all and every single Crew member from all his Captaineering from every Era and time-period, including all who perished chasing these blasted Voidal Relics. Their visual company only his eye’s would gander between the struggle of extinction on the line. Was rebounding him with courage from visualization. Every single thing he valued was screaming at him; they were entrusting and reliant on him. Before making him spill out everything and engulfing into doubling his might. One last feminine soft hand, coaxed in unbridled wealth, reached out through a nexus to stroke his cheek lovingly with Navigation. His Star-Sight was beckoned as a cause of a stressed bloody teardrop leaking across, “NIGHTMARE’S WILL END T’ OUR GOLDEN VOYAGES!” Bellowing aside with unity would rule this devil’s storm. Encompassing past his own limits it swallowed over the hyper-regenerative foe dismantling him into full mega-annihilation. A resisting shriek fought until… no more. “Minutes remaining everyone, hurry.” The Wildwood Elezen shuttered distress even more additionally as the Sheep Casta began chowing his majestic hair that swept to his ankles was a bundle of delicious hay. “Stop that!” Unable to afford breaking his concentration. All collapsed from their aetherial sickness. Captain was paralyzed and unable to feel anything. Heaving and barely alert anymore. There was no celebration here. Meanwhile the Elezen even though the prime evil was obliterated… He was still contesting the Tormented Plane rift which was enlarging by the judge of things. Victory all but seemed out of reach, still. Effort’s all pointless. They contested force’s that one simple blessed holy warrior would’ve shrugged off, but only, after who knows how much corruption spilled into innocence. Captain didn’t fight for heroic deeds in mind, ever. He fought for Shiro surprisingly initially, then his comrades hurt in the cross-hair, to his past, lastly, rid of his eternally imbalance that prevented him from having an organic good night’s rest because of those terrible Voidal Relic’s his ambitious past retrieved. To subside his own mental anguish and torment, he required vices to try removing even temporarily, he gave birth to constant darkness and turmoil inside his own being, breaking him that he figured would never ever meet happiness. He also firmly believed that when you cause a mess, especially from scouring ambition, it’s a duty to see the course through to the resolving, no matter what. His Crew weren’t wandering into this either without their own cause, as showcased many of them alone were many time’s stronger than their own Leader or possessed qualities that outshine him. However, many time’s Captain had thrown away his own personal endeavors, sacrificing his making, scarring himself all to steer them to their diverse wishes. Acceptance and tolerating every indifference that often prevented a Wild Crew to come together. Never would any of them be welcomed to their society but under one sail, there was a place, home. Only one limping and beaten figure managed to stand up, bright white clothing was stained by many beaten unruly substances. His Ishgardian accented baritone voice finally drew out with conveying emotions of a message to his old rival and taste of something that’d forever be a seed of irreplaceable change.                          (Previous) << (Voidal Relics) >> (Next) (Mentions: @layla-grey)

She calls t' me, 'I'm but' a breathe away' I answer, 'You're my breathe.' (Mention: @layla-grey)

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