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status - hiatus

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“And perhaps it is the greater grief, after all, to be left on earth when another is gone.”

— Madeline Miller

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“i know a spot” takes you into my arms under a soft blanket

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❛ ᴸᶤᵛᶤᶰᵍ ᶤᶰ ʸᵒᵘʳ ˢʰᵃᵈᵒʷ ❜ ━━  ❪ alt i. ❫

au where the soul transfer fails. G'raha wakes and has none of the memories from after he sealed himself away. He likely still ends up joining the scions in some way, shape, or form. 

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// Also for ancient G'raha.... I think Aiolos (because of eternal wind bc I am lame), Cepheus, Hektor, Menelaus, or Zephyr (also bc of wind lol)

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// au where the soul transfer fails and the Exarch is gone and is just regular G'raha in the scions....

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// au where the soul transfer fails and the Exarch is gone and is just regular G'raha in the scions....

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// was going to write but got hit with bad feelings so we'll see.

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// au where the soul transfer fails and the Exarch is gone and is just regular G'raha in the scions....

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&. 𝐡𝐢𝐭 ‘𝐞𝐦 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬.

(  more  angsty  dialogue  prompts  to  devastate  your  writing  partners.  metaphorically.  feel  free  to  change  how  you  seem  fit.  )

❛ you’re a weapon, and weapons don’t weep. ❜

❛ you can’t save everyone. ❜

❛ it should have been you. ❜

❛ did i do good? ❜

❛ i’m sorry that i can’t save you. ❜

❛ wait for me, will you? ❜

❛ i can’t lose you again! ❜

❛ you were dead, i saw you die. ❜

❛ we won’t forget each other, right? ❜

❛ i’m real. i’m here. ❜

❛ you already know how this will end. ❜

❛ it’s always my fault, isn’t it? ❜

❛ i don’t want to go. ❜

❛ can you remember how you died? ❜

❛ i love you, but you’re not mine. ❜

❛ have you ever lost someone? ❜

❛ i didn’t ask to get made. ❜

❛ you’re as beautiful as the day i lost you. ❜

❛ i never meant to hurt you. ❜

❛ is it really you? ❜

❛ their blood is on your hands. ❜

❛ it would have been better to die. ❜

❛ i’m not ready to lose you yet. ❜

❛ i wish i met you sooner. ❜

❛ let’s just stay here. grow old. ❜

❛ you’re the first friend i ever had. ❜

❛ i told you not to fall in love with me. ❜

❛ you always push people away. i just thought you’d never do it to me. ❜

❛ everyone i’ve cared about has either died or left me. except for you. ❜

❛ i know i have a heart because i can feel it breaking. ❜

❛ they’re not coming back. ❜

❛ i’m sorry, have we met? ❜

❛ in my dreams, we’re still together. ❜

❛ you’re the one good thing left in this world. ❜

❛ i hate the way that i don’t hate you. ❜

❛ it’s okay. you can let go. ❜

❛ you mean nothing to me. ❜

❛ we’re on our own now. ❜

❛ you can’t kill me, i’m not alive. ❜

❛ it wasn’t supposed to end like this. ❜

❛ do you remember when we first met? ❜

❛ we’ll see each other again. ❜

❛ there’s nothing you could have done. ❜

❛ we did it. we won. ❜

❛ let’s not go back. not ever. ❜

❛ thanks for playing with me. ❜

❛ why does it feel like this is goodbye? ❜

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He had been alive a long time. In truth, compared to most still alive in this land, he was ancient. Excluding his existence on the Source, he had been on the First for nearly one hundred years. His fusion with the tower granted him much more time than his natural lifespan. He had met multiple Oracles. He had heard of their passing and in a few instances... Been close enough to witness it. It never got easy for him to watch people die. Even more horrible when it was someone so young. He could only hope to spare her that fate.

"In my experience, it always feels like you can do more than you are. I cannot count the times I lamented my own failure to do more for others." Melancholy paints his tone. "Rushing ahead when you aren't prepared will do more harm than good. You are doing very well, Minfilia." She had suffered and seen more than any girl her age should. "Are you concerned about my plans or Thancred's?"

of the vague stories she's heard about the exarch ( his title is rarely spoken in eulmore, for fear or disinterest she did not know ), she knows he must be really old. he's spoken about like an ancient, at least compared to minfilia's own existence. her current existence. minfilia smiles faintly ahead of her. there's so much she doesn't know, and the exarch's history isn't as pressing -- despite her own morbid curiosity.

' i wanted to know ... thancred and i have fought many sin eaters, but i feel as though there's more i could be doing. ' and she feels, rather than knows, all the truths thancred is hiding from her. about minfilia, about her role as oracle. she doubts the exarch will have any knowledge he can share on her, yet she wants to help nonetheless. ' i'm sure there are plans i don't know, but i do know i can help. i - if that's okay. '

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// i love g'raha in all his forms but I prefer to write the exarch because he is my husband and I am obsessed with him lmao. i worry that I slip too much exarch into ew g'raha but at the same time oh well that's how I like it

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He had made his feelings towards the ascian clear. He had no desire to be friends with him. He would not openly attack him, nor would he make the first hostile move. That being said, the man's appearance worried him. It made him wonder how much of an impact he had been making. After all, the ascian likely had a hand in crafting this calamity as they are wont to do. He knew it was just a matter of time before there was a move made against him. That is why he could never let his guard down.

"I fully believe you are too intelligent to listen to an ascian. He did attempt to question me on things involving the tower. That is the only reason I made a connection between this topic and him."

His heart felt heavy. Knowing that any trust she held for him would end up being a knife in her heart. He could only hope that she loathes him. It was likely what he would deserve after such deceit. Still, that was interesting. A wandering warrior? He doesn't push her for an answer, he simply accepts it. After all, he knows he can find out if he truly wants to.

At the bow, he looks away. He isn't exactly sure how to respond to it, and for a moment he might actually look a tad bit shy. He clears his throat.

"Anyway. If that's all settled, I wanted to ask you something if that's alright." He paused for a moment, searching for the right words. "Are you taking care of yourself? I know I am asking a lot of you, but... You are getting rest, aren't you?"

❃        It was true that the au ra had very little trust, when it came towards enigmatic man at first. He did whisk away her found family at very pivotal moments, after all. Hells, had Estinien failed to intervene betwixt her and Elidibus, chances were auri woman would not be standing here now. There was an idea or two that Odtsetseg had, when it came to the Exarch however. One which was born then persisted when she espied crystal tower and heard of Crystarium’s faint appraisal of him. She wanted to hear out and believe hooded figure, because of these unspoken notions. While he may choose to shroud himself in secrecy even now, there was no denying his heartfelt plea coupled with apology when she first parted skies into nightfall. THAT was genuine. Xaela was certain of it. 

-        “Indeed, and I am grateful that you do not abuse it,” came Odtsetseg’s reply, to Exarch agreement. Aside from the ghostly visitor she had, au ra rather enjoyed having some privacy every now and then. Gods know too many people could be… exhausting at times. Upon the mention of their Ascian “friend” Odtsetseg could not help but scoff.

-        “Even if such a rumor spring forth from Emet Selch’s lips, I would sooner believe it was his attempt to drive a wedge betwixt us, then actual fact. No, I heard it from some wandering warrior.” Twas not an entire lie, at least. When he uttered his final confessions, she bequeathed him a slight bow; one with an eastern flair of course. “They are enough, thank you.”

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Of course, he knows it. G'raha could remember pushing himself beyond the limits of what a person could do. When he had been fused to the tower, he didn't need to sleep. He would steal energy from the tower to stay awake. Even if it was not good for him, he saw it as something he had to do.

"What look?" He asks, a slight tilt of his head. "Never mind that. Lysander you must make time to rest. Nothing is too urgent for you to risk yourself." That wasn't true entirely, but it was to G'raha.

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lysander sighs. he should rest - of course, he should. his body demands it, and it is becoming harder and harder to pretend. yet there is a nagging voice in the back of his mind, one that rears its ugly head every time he so much as considers taking a moment to himself. he cannot rest. he must not rest. "i haven't the time," he says, and makes it sound simple, even though it is anything but. but g'raha knows this too well, himself. if anyone understands the ever-present need to push oneself beyond the brink of breaking and even further, it is he. lysander musters a smile. it may be weak, and it may be small, but it is genuine. "you are wearing that look on your face again."

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// anyway thinking about @charmingbrute's au.... I think G'raha would have also been sent away from his family and adopted in Sharlayan. He would have studied history and gotten a PhD at a silly young age. So at like 25, he if in Eorzea teaching in a college and writing history stuff about their history. He's probably in like in limsa lmao

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