hedon: ( thehollowedartists ) (i call this my blue period)
тнє нιgн ωαяℓσ¢к σf вяσσкуℓи ([personal profile] hedon) wrote in [community profile] soddersays 2019-10-29 09:03 pm (UTC)

welcome to the pain train toot toot

I knew your intentions. Even then. You don't owe me anything.

[The kiss in front of the conversation had been one of passionate desperation, something more than Alec coming out to himself, something so much more than a defense of character against the constantly changing state of the clave and the institute.

Magnus knew all too well, that in his heart, those words weren't meant to injure. They definitely had, but he'd always been quick to bounce back and the underlying current of his feelings for Alec were what brought him to the venue despite logic telling him to refrain.]


A small town in Maine. To my understanding, we're all in a collective dreamscape. Whatever powers are at work here, they're unlike anything I've ever seen.

They cripple my own capabilities like its nothing. A small feat.

[No, Alec is not dead. A good thing too, Magnus wouldn't be able to quantify a reality without him- not just yet. He'd done a good job surviving here so far, but that's all it was. Survival.

The most he can offer the shadowhunter is that. The knowledge that his own energy had been tapped into, a sad acceptance of what was now his new state of being.]

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