#⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀𝐟𝐭.⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ∶⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ andi⠀ &⠀ lucien⠀.

[forelsk3t]

               ‘     ✽     the  expression  on  the  other’s  face  was  a  hard  thing  to  watch  ,  yet  andromeda  couldn’t  tear  her  eyes  away  .  she  stared  at  the  stranger  with  wide  eyes  and  mouth  agape  ,  waiting  for  words  that  didn’t  wait  to  be  uttered  ,  leaving  the  shifter  more  confused  than  before  .  selene   ?   the  name  didn’t  ring  a  single  bell  in  her  brain  ,  but  it  was  the  name  that  the  person  a  few  feet  away  kept  saying  while  they  looked  at  her  .  the  answer  to  her  endless  questioning  came  at  last  with  the  stranger’s  inquiry  ,  creasing  the  space  between  her  eyebrows  ,  making  her  purse  her  lips  as  she  slowly  shook  her  head  .     "  i  ,  uhm  ,  i—i  am  not  ,  "     andromeda  replied  quietly  ,  almost  scared  to  break  this  person  who  looked  like  they  could  be  ruined  by  her  answer  .     "  who—who  is  selene   ?   and   . . .   why  would  you  think  i’m  her  ?  "     everlasting  was  her  curiosity  ,  always  getting  the  best  and  worst  of  her  ,  always  getting  her  in  trouble  ,  but  also  giving  her  so  many  good  experiences  ,  so  many  explanations  to  questions  unanswered  that  she  couldn’t  help  but  feed  it  .  

there is no way in hell that selene would alive to this day, lucien knew that, after so much time, they came back to where they came from, hoping to find out what had happened ever since they disappeared. the woman who once was their lover refused to have another, and lived the rest of her life to defend the kingdom, and had passed away at an old age, buried close to where their grave was. their father made sure their death was believable, and never had the communication with him ever again, knowing it was better that way, and they had been hindered to do the same with selene.

as the woman who resembled her spoke, their ears couldn't register what she's said, as they were only ringing, chills running down their spine as they looked at her. "selene..." they repeat once more, sure that she could hear them this time, tears starting to form their eyes. "you're not—you're not selene, i assume?" even her voice, resembled so much of hers too.

[forelsk3t]

               ‘   ✽   light  steps  guided  andromeda  down  the  street  ,  earbuds  blasting  a  playlist  called  slay  mix  that  she  had  found  looking  for  more  queer  music  just  a  few  days  back  .  her  destination  was  viinyl  ,  eager  to  purchase  another  record  for  her  small  collection  that  grew  day  by  day  since  she  had  gotten  her  turntable  .  however  ,  as  she  turned  around  to  keep  walking  after  being  distracted  by  the  color  of  some  flowers  she  though  would  be  a  great  idea  for  a  tattoo  design  ,  the  sight  of  a  person  apparently  talking  to  her  made  her  stop  ,  take  her  earbuds  off  and  ask  ,     "  sorry  ?  "     she  hadn’t  been  distracted  per  se  ,  but  she  hadn’t  been  focused  on  people  either  .     "  i’m  sorry  ,  i  wasn’t  paying  attention  ,  did  you  say  something  ?  "     the  expression  in  the  other  person  was  strange  ,  they  were  surprised  in  a  seemingly  horrifying  way  ,  yet  there  was  a  hint  of  melancholy  in  her  eyes  that  squeezed  something  between  andromeda’s  ribs  to  the  point  of  pain  .  slowly  ,  her  lips  parted  ,  breathing  seemingly  hard  and  mouth  dry  all  of  a  sudden  .     "  hey  ,  buddy  ,  are  you—are  you  okay  ?  "

closed starter for: andromeda zwart ( @forelsk3t ) location: outside of viinyl

like a routinely scheduled, lucien had gone out around the town for the weekend to buy themself a couple of things, art materials for their next painting, a few pieces of clothing from second chances that'll be eventually ruined with paint, and then now at viinyl, they had started a collection of records a decade ago, and now they had a room at their house with a wall of records.

after they have secured everything, the tea shop owner decided to walk home, but the second they were outside of the record store, their eyes landed on the woman from a distance, something about her felt difference, and they stopped in their tracks, convincing themself that it wasn't a miniscule close to possible, that this...this was just some hallucination. maybe...maybe they should stop painting her. but lucien was terrified...so terrified to lose memory of the face of their greatest love.

and that's when the woman turned that's shattered the voice in lucien's head convincing them that it was impossible.

"....selene?"