#(*⁠.⁠✧.⁠｡⁠*🤍) | 🌄 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒖𝒏 𝒊𝒔 𝒓𝒊𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒊𝒏!

[the-pasts-revival]

Giggles could be heard throughout the halls of the herta space station, annoying those that can hear them clearly— and bothering others who were working peacefully. Food was missing from the kitchen, though it was taken in small portions, as if a child had been snacking; but there was no child on board that people knew of. Evelyn slinked back out from the kitchen, plate of food in her hands as she grinned to herself—

A giggle left her once more as she skipped off, purposely leaving a trail of bread crumbs to where she was hiding for the lucky person to see the little crumbs and follow them. Yes, she was actually using bread crumbs from the container, what about it? Nobody seemed to be able to see her, so why shouldn't she?

She sat down on the cold floor, immediately digging into the plate of food and trying to hand some catcakes that seemed to be around food from the plate. She wasn't trying to be ‘evil’ or ‘trickster’ as people may call her; she was just tryna earn attention! Evelyn didn't even notice the footsteps approaching.

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[the-pasts-revival]

Her eyes were drawn to the dog—sculpture at her feet that seemed to be lifelike-really lifelike. Kneeling down to gently lend her hand out to the dog; a puppy plushy held close in her other arm. “ A puppy! ” She was already so amazed—though, when she heard the wheelchair moving, she stopped and looked up.

Her differently colored eyes stared up at Calla, slowly blinking before she pulled her hand away, giving a small wave towards the lady. “ Hi miss!!! You're so pretty!!! You have a cute puppy too!! ” Evelyn gave her usual (quite adorable) smile, eyes sparkling with wonder, fascination and awe. “ Is Thalos the puppy’s name? That's a cool name!! ”

As the night falls; the morning dew will break out, my little dreamer. My baby, Evelyn, please continue to fly on for me alongside your father.

Evelyn’s eyes slowly cracked open, seeing she was in a strange place instead of the herta space station. Her brows tightened slightly, but she exhaled. She couldn't sense her father around, only... nothing, actually. It took her a bit to start exploring—finding some text that she didn't know how to read even if she squinted.

«ΚΑΣΤΡΟΥΜ ΚΡΕΜΝΟΣ»

“ Huh... ” She murmured; before continuing on into the area, skipping before pausing when she saw a familiar object—a wheelchair. Though, she assumed it was one since she saw many from her home planet.

~ @the-pasts-revival [ the greek text means “ Castrum Kremnos ” if google translate is correct dhshd ]

When Evelyn took a cautious step toward the wheelchair, there was a movement from the corner of her eye. She turned, only to find a large, lifelike sculpture of a dog slowly padding toward her.

It wasn’t just any dog, though. Its form was too perfect, too real, despite the unnatural stillness of its body. The “dog”didn’t seem threatening, just curious, its black obisidian eyes tracking her movements with a level of intelligence that caught her off guard.

The dog tilted its head, emitting no sound except for the faint click of its joints, its movements slow and deliberate as if sizing her up. 

Then, the wheelchair turned. The figure sitting in it was a young lady, sitting poised, her back straight despite the contraption she sat in. She seemed almost ethereal in the dim light, her presence oddly calming. Her long, pale hair framed her face, partially obscuring her eyes, but Evelyn could still make out the lack of pupils—just black pools.

The woman’s voice was like a quiet melody, the tone gentle yet commanding. ❝ Thalos… stop. ❞

Thalos, the dog—no, the sculpture—paused immediately, its head snapping toward the woman with unnatural precision. For a moment, everything was still, the air thick with the strange silence of this unknown place.

[the-pasts-revival]

CHARACTER STORY 1(EVELYN) ;; “ MY LITTLE DREAMER. ”

Spiritus Somniorum was their home-planet, the one she made many friends with. Like Sheila, who was deaf and actually taught her how to use sign-language. Or maybe the Smiths, who were both disabled in one way or another— One was blind, the other was wheelchair bound; yet, they still loved each other.

Evelyn grew up knowing she had her mama and her papa. Until she was eleven—that’d when it all stopped. Her mother, Lynne Reverie, was raking her fingers through Evelyn's hair, a silent promise wafting through the air that she'd fix them when she was done.

“ As the night falls; the morning dew will break out, my little dreamer. My baby, Evelyn, please continue to fly on for me alongside your father. ” Those words left Lynne, watching her daughter slowly drift into a slumber; her eyes barely able to stay open when her mother kissed her forehead.

Something felt different.

When she woke up again, she could see the silhouette of her mother—beautiful orange waves, cascading her back; her elven ears poking out from the side of her head.

“ I love you, my little dreamer. Remember all the things I've told you— stay good for your papa, ” Lynne whispered, her voice only being carried to Evelyn's ears.

And that was it.

She was gone before she knew it.

@corvus-reus @local-trailblazer

[the-pasts-revival]

It wasn't for a while until Evelyn and her father appeared like magic onto the astral express. She was bouncing around, full of energy to try and find the one she claimed as Auntie Stelle—looking through the parlor cars before finding herself with her father in the party car. She basically radiated curiosity, while her father was right behind her, radiating ... something, she's not too sure yet—maybe overprotectiveness ?

She furrowed her brows as she wandered around in the party car, looking for the familiar set of clothes she had seen once—she hadn't been looking where she was going when she bumped into someone. “ Oh —!! I'm so sorry, — ” Evelyn looked up to see the halovian. “ Woaaahh! Your so pretty, mister! ” the child suddenly blurted out, while Executioner just loomed silently—seemingly staring right through Sunday.

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[the-pasts-revival]

CHARACTER STORY ;; 1. EVELYN AND EXECUTIONER’S SHARED.

Spiritus Somniorum was a beautiful planet, one that was in the data bank but yet it was only visited once by the Astral Express.

It was said that the people who were on the planet now roamed the stars as fragmentations of their imagination; their bodies asleep for the last time until their fragments die off, and then they wake up again and the whole process happens again—Imagination fragments tend to forget everything they have learned previously, so they don't have the bests of memories.

But something that happens over and over will be remembered by them. So possibly, you could introduce yourself over and over to the same imagination fragment if you find it again and again, then they'll remember your name and face.

However, change anything about yourself—change your name, your hairstyle, your clothes, they will not believe you are the same you, but instead a twin or a clone.

But these ones.

Evelyn “Rei” Reverie and her father, Diego “Revival” Reverie.

They were different, but how?

@local-trailblazer @corvus-reus

[the-pasts-revival]

TAGLIST.

｡⁠.ﾟ⁠+⁠ ⁠⟵———---

(*⁠.⁠✧.⁠｡⁠*🤍) | ❤️ 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒇𝒖𝒍𝒇𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒅! — evelyn answers asks!

(*⁠.⁠✧.⁠｡⁠*🤍) | 🪽 𝑳𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝒂𝒕 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒉𝒊𝒈𝒉 𝑰 𝒂𝒎! — evelyn reblogging

(*⁠.⁠✧.⁠｡⁠*🤍) | 🌄 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒖𝒏 𝒊𝒔 𝒓𝒊𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒊𝒏! — evelyn interactions

｡⁠.ﾟ⁠+⁠ ⁠⟵———---

(*⁠.⁠✧.⁠｡⁠*🤍) | 🎑 𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒔 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒆𝒏𝒋𝒐𝒚𝒂𝒃𝒍𝒆. — executioner answers asks

(*⁠.⁠✧.⁠｡⁠*🤍) | 📚 𝑫𝒐𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒈𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕; 𝒌𝒆𝒆𝒑 𝒖𝒑. — executioner reblogging

(*⁠.⁠✧.⁠｡⁠*🤍) | ☕ 𝑩𝒆𝒅𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆. — executioner interactions

｡⁠.ﾟ⁠+⁠ ⁠⟵———--- BSD tags.

(*⁠.⁠✧.⁠｡⁠*🤍) | 📋 𝑨𝒃𝒓𝒐𝒂𝒅 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆. — BSD! Executioner answer asks

(*⁠.⁠✧.⁠｡⁠*🤍) | ⚠️ 𝑾𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒆. — BSD executioner reblogging

(*⁠.⁠✧.⁠｡⁠*🤍) | 🪞 𝑱𝒖𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒄𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖. — BSD executioner starters

(*⁠.⁠✧.⁠｡⁠*🤍) | 🌙 𝑵𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒄𝒓𝒊𝒎𝒆. — BSD executioner interactions

｡⁠.ﾟ⁠+⁠ ⁠⟵———---

(*⁠.⁠✧.⁠｡⁠*🤍) | 🪷 𝑾𝒉𝒊𝒔𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒘𝒂𝒚 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆. — BSD! Evelyn answers asks

(*⁠.⁠✧.⁠｡⁠*🤍) | 🌺 𝑺𝒍𝒆𝒆𝒑 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒂 '𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒕'! — BSD evelyn reblogging

(*⁠.⁠✧.⁠｡⁠*🤍) | 🎉 𝑷𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒚 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆 𝒂𝒘𝒂𝒚! — BSD evelyn starters

(*⁠.⁠✧.⁠｡⁠*🤍) | ☀️ 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒖𝒏 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒔 𝒖𝒑 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒂𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒂𝒚! — BSD evelyn interactions

(*⁠.⁠✧.⁠｡⁠*🤍) | ♣️ 𝑴𝒂𝒚 𝒃𝒂𝒌𝒆𝒅 𝒈𝒐𝒐𝒅𝒔 𝒃𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒚𝒐𝒖! — BSD evelyn interacting with @y4sh1k1

[the-pasts-revival]

“ I insist! Flors makes me happy and helps me through scary stuff, but I can always get a new one and name it Flors Junior! ” Her smile widened even more, “ Plus, I feel like.. you need him more than me, ” Her eyes flickered to observe how very pretty this lady was. Truly pretty! Goddess-like, even!

“ And plus! Even if I get scared, I always know someone's gonna be right there to help me calm down! Whether it's Auntie Stelle, Auntie Mellori, Uncle Sunday, or Papa! ”

She furrowed her brows slightly, but nodded softly with a giggle in tow. She kept Flors held up into the air, even when she closed her fingers around the stuffed puppy.

As the night falls; the morning dew will break out, my little dreamer. My baby, Evelyn, please continue to fly on for me alongside your father.

Evelyn’s eyes slowly cracked open, seeing she was in a strange place instead of the herta space station. Her brows tightened slightly, but she exhaled. She couldn't sense her father around, only... nothing, actually. It took her a bit to start exploring—finding some text that she didn't know how to read even if she squinted.

«ΚΑΣΤΡΟΥΜ ΚΡΕΜΝΟΣ»

“ Huh... ” She murmured; before continuing on into the area, skipping before pausing when she saw a familiar object—a wheelchair. Though, she assumed it was one since she saw many from her home planet.

~ @the-pasts-revival [ the greek text means “ Castrum Kremnos ” if google translate is correct dhshd ]

When Evelyn took a cautious step toward the wheelchair, there was a movement from the corner of her eye. She turned, only to find a large, lifelike sculpture of a dog slowly padding toward her.

It wasn’t just any dog, though. Its form was too perfect, too real, despite the unnatural stillness of its body. The “dog”didn’t seem threatening, just curious, its black obisidian eyes tracking her movements with a level of intelligence that caught her off guard.

The dog tilted its head, emitting no sound except for the faint click of its joints, its movements slow and deliberate as if sizing her up. 

Then, the wheelchair turned. The figure sitting in it was a young lady, sitting poised, her back straight despite the contraption she sat in. She seemed almost ethereal in the dim light, her presence oddly calming. Her long, pale hair framed her face, partially obscuring her eyes, but Evelyn could still make out the lack of pupils—just black pools.

The woman’s voice was like a quiet melody, the tone gentle yet commanding. ❝ Thalos… stop. ❞

Thalos, the dog—no, the sculpture—paused immediately, its head snapping toward the woman with unnatural precision. For a moment, everything was still, the air thick with the strange silence of this unknown place.

[the-pasts-revival]

Rest away, little dreamer; for the morning is right around the corner with night lurking; Your friends and loved ones will be safe within your heart, that is—if you have remembered to love.

For a while, Evelyn just stayed like that, her lips moving without no sound coming out before she cracked open her eyes; hands going down to properly rest in her lap. She blinked once, twice and then a third time for good measure. “ Papa always said that Mama would've been proud of me, for how smart I am, ” She murmured, but her eyes lit up when she saw a shooting star. Quickly, she raised a hand and pointed at it. “ A shooting star!! ”

“ Then.. whenever I see you, I'll always keep calling you pretty, Auntie Melly! I pinky promise! ” As the shooting star passed, she instead raised her pinky towards Mellori, a big grin on her face.

“ A lullaby with.. colors... that's so cool! My papa always told me that no matter where I was, as long as there's a star in the sky— mama will always be watching over me, he also said that sunsets are like... the sun's way of going to sleep! ”

Evelyn nodded her head, “ Mhmmm, Dreaming is so awesome.. ” She mumbled, her voice softening as she let out a small yawn.

“ Uhh... mm.. My papa usually tucks me into bed, he'll always find me no matter where I am—— But I always sleep in a corner, just so I won't get taken away from my papa by big bad guys! ”

It was time for sleep now, young shooting star— Oh how I wonder how much energy you'll have tomorrow, especially to remember such a promise.

Giggles could be heard throughout the halls of the herta space station, annoying those that can hear them clearly— and bothering others who were working peacefully. Food was missing from the kitchen, though it was taken in small portions, as if a child had been snacking; but there was no child on board that people knew of. Evelyn slinked back out from the kitchen, plate of food in her hands as she grinned to herself—

A giggle left her once more as she skipped off, purposely leaving a trail of bread crumbs to where she was hiding for the lucky person to see the little crumbs and follow them. Yes, she was actually using bread crumbs from the container, what about it? Nobody seemed to be able to see her, so why shouldn't she?

She sat down on the cold floor, immediately digging into the plate of food and trying to hand some catcakes that seemed to be around food from the plate. She wasn't trying to be ‘evil’ or ‘trickster’ as people may call her; she was just tryna earn attention! Evelyn didn't even notice the footsteps approaching.

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[the-pasts-revival]

Evelyn could feel her cheek muscles start to get tired from smiling so much— But she couldn't help it! Everything was so fun, fascinating and cool to the thirteen year old girl! “ Woaahh! Thank you, Auntie Melly! ” She chirped out, her hands had stopped fiddling with her oversized jacket, gently taking the wrapped sweet. “ Thank you so much!! ” And she pocketed the sweet, “ Papa told me not to eat candy after seven, or else I'll get too hyper before bed! ”

“ It is the truth, Auntie, you really are very very very pretty! ” She giggled, moving a bit so she could probably sit instead of sitting on her knees and look up into the horizon, her eyes still sparkling with the childlike wonder every child usually has. “ The sunset is soooo pretty!! ”

“ Okey dokey! Thank you, Auntie Melly!! ” Evelyn softly spoke, as to not disturb anyone else nearby. She stared up into the horizon, closing her eyes for a brief moment—letting out a soft exhale and she brought her hand up to her chest for a moment, as if it was a little prayer she was doing.

For now, the day is over; there will always be a tomorrow where she can dream with her papa near her.

Giggles could be heard throughout the halls of the herta space station, annoying those that can hear them clearly— and bothering others who were working peacefully. Food was missing from the kitchen, though it was taken in small portions, as if a child had been snacking; but there was no child on board that people knew of. Evelyn slinked back out from the kitchen, plate of food in her hands as she grinned to herself—

A giggle left her once more as she skipped off, purposely leaving a trail of bread crumbs to where she was hiding for the lucky person to see the little crumbs and follow them. Yes, she was actually using bread crumbs from the container, what about it? Nobody seemed to be able to see her, so why shouldn't she?

She sat down on the cold floor, immediately digging into the plate of food and trying to hand some catcakes that seemed to be around food from the plate. She wasn't trying to be ‘evil’ or ‘trickster’ as people may call her; she was just tryna earn attention! Evelyn didn't even notice the footsteps approaching.

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[the-pasts-revival]

“ It's nice to meet you too, pretty mister Sunday! ” She put her hands on her hips in a proud state—a big smile on her face! “ You have a nice name too!! And pretty hair! ” She couldn't help but keep smiling—while Executioner just nodded, meaning he heard Sunday. “ Just like Auntie Stelle and Auntie Melly, you're very pretty like them! And cool! ”

Finally, Executioner spoke up. “ It's nice to ..meet you, Sunday. ” He grumbled out, crossing his arms over his chest.

“ I'm looking for Auntie Stelle to show her that I found my papa! ” Doesn't she have a phone she could text..? Maybe the child doesn't have one—surely executioner has one??? they both don't have one. okay then.

It wasn't for a while until Evelyn and her father appeared like magic onto the astral express. She was bouncing around, full of energy to try and find the one she claimed as Auntie Stelle—looking through the parlor cars before finding herself with her father in the party car. She basically radiated curiosity, while her father was right behind her, radiating ... something, she's not too sure yet—maybe overprotectiveness ?

She furrowed her brows as she wandered around in the party car, looking for the familiar set of clothes she had seen once—she hadn't been looking where she was going when she bumped into someone. “ Oh —!! I'm so sorry, — ” Evelyn looked up to see the halovian. “ Woaaahh! Your so pretty, mister! ” the child suddenly blurted out, while Executioner just loomed silently—seemingly staring right through Sunday.

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