BookWurm15

i look at my work and ask myself "why are you even continuing?" "you won't be like them: beloved. with a fandom and otps out the wazoo. you won't be in print you won't have devoted followers." and i look at my work with tears in my eyes. don't worry i say. i'm proud of you anyway. my mind just shouldn't compare but it does anyway so i'm sorry

Eli It wasn't long after that that Avelina began to sleep through the night without waking up screaming. I was always there to hold her when she broke down sobbing, and always there to make her smile. Always there to tell her it would be alright. There as her hair returned to its original brown, there when we reassured Abrahil that she was alright. I could count the minutes on two hands or less when our hands were not entwined. It was the happiest I'd been in years. I could finally fulfill that last promise to her; that I'd hold her forever. I'd die before I broke that vow. "Eli," she whispered to me one night as her head nodded onto my c

Avelina I was laying on something soft. Odd. Aleron was never this nice. I felt no shackles on my wrists. Another oddity. I stretched my hands out to the sides, and found more plushness, and a pillow beneath my head. There was something on top of me- a blanket. But the cell was still dark. I sat up and looked around. Something moving dragged my sensitive eyes to the right. Curtains. Curtains, blowing in a breeze. A slight glimmer of light shone in through a window. A window? There was no window in my cell. I had looked. Even when I was sure there was none, I still looked. Where was I? My eyes adjusted gradually to the tiny light. It fel

Sometime in the 2000s Eli "Ow!" I hissed as Lee Haller wrapped a bandage around my arm. "Easy, sport! Not so tight!" Lee pursed his lips. "Sorry, gramps," he shrugged. "I have to keep the pressure on it." He was silent for a little bit. "You know, you didn't have to join this war. It was our fight, not yours." I rolled my shoulders. "Nah, I had to. Especially after what you said they did to your son. I liked that kid." Lee tensed, and his brown eyes were cast to the floor. "I'm sorry I brought that up," I mumbled. His son was a touchy subject; it had been for the past seven years. "It's alright," he murmured and backed up a little. "Yo

1897 Avelina "…It's a-alright. I-I'm not going to h-hurt you." It was the little voice that woke me up. It threatened no pain, no wounds, no nothing. It was a baby's voice; maybe not an actual infant, but a little one. My eyes adjusted badly to the darkness, I was no Abrahil or any other Specter, but I saw a faint light outside the bars of my cell. The outline of a little boy was sitting, cross-legged, in front of the bars. His hands were over his ears. Why? "H-Hello?" my voice came in a croak. He dropped his hands from his ears and wrapped his arms around his knees. "Thank you for stopping," he mumbled. "Stopping? Stopping what?"

1850 Eli It was hot. That was all I could fathom as I traipsed through the forest. It was familiar, yet monotonous. You've seen one forest, and you've seen them all. I questioned myself again; why, in the middle of July, was I taking a hike to Crévoux, France? I couldn't say the reason. I had assured myself it would be cooler in the mountains, but I hadn't taken the proximity to the equator into account. It was cooler up north, but Southern France was brutal. Wait until you get to the mountains, Eli, I told myself. It will be worth it. The train had taken me to Digne. From there, I walked. And ran. And when I tired of running a hor

"Avelina?" a soft voice whispered. I picked my head up and saw a boy by the window. "Eli!" I breathed, and leaped up to greet him. I buried my face in his chest and sobbed. "Oh, Eli, I am so sorry!" "Sh," he murmured, holding me close. His mind was numb. "It isn't your fault." "It is!" I cried. We stayed in silence for the longest time. "I love you," I finally sniffled. "I love you too," he sighed. "But it's killing us both." I shook my head quickly, and kissed his lips, softly at first, but then a little harder as I held him closer. Eli kissed me back, as usual, but this time there was a desperateness that killed me inside. His kisses