#{Muse: Aether}

[frostwnd]

@windsfavored | ( Closed Starter ) Nahida had insisted. Well, the Traveler admits, she didn't have to insist much- just look at him with her big eyes, pleading, and he caved. He didn't know why she wanted him to go back down to the place that him and the then Scaramouche had fought, again with Ren, but if he had to guess....

She probably thought it could ease the tension.

"Mm?" A jerk of the head towards their goal, a question on his face- are you ready?

[samusings]

❛ i don't need luck, though. i don't want it. i've always had to struggle and fight, and that's made me strong. it's made me who i am. ❜ - Dew to Aether?

𝑨𝑽𝑨𝑻𝑨𝑹: 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑳𝑨𝑺𝑻 𝑨𝑰𝑹���𝑬𝑵𝑫𝑬𝑹 𝑺𝑬𝑵𝑻𝑬𝑵𝑪𝑬 𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑹𝑻𝑬𝑹𝑺.

"You don't have to fight and struggle here, though. You're loved here." While Aether was no longer on tours, he had made himself at home in the infirmary of the Abbey. His time in the spotlight had since moved onto a new form and. Yeah. Aether knew that Dew wasn't taking kindly to this change. Aether wasn't playing his guitar, he wasn't meeting up for practices, he was keeping to his room and the infirmary and the library. He still made himself at home, even if he didn't get to see Dew all that much anymore.

"You are strong, whether you're in a fight or if you're just talking here with me." Aether's large hand settled on Dew's thigh, tusked fangs flashing with a kind smile. His other hand reached for a roll of bandages, unfurling it and wrapping it around the exposed, red, no longer bleeding claw marks embedded into the flesh on Dew's arm.

"You are who you are. Doesn't change if you're right here with me. Doesn't change if you're talking to Phantom, right? I don't think startin' fights with the new Ghouls is a good way to make friends on the road, yeah?"

[sixosix]

this is literally your aether im losing it

STOPPPPPP WHY DID THIS MAKE ME TWIRL MY HAIRRRR ... ermmmm He is so fine what the hell im saving this image for inspiration thank you

[quinloki]

I’m dead ass sober and I feel like I need to lay down and hold onto the fucking grass.

[frostwnd]

Really want to write Aether post 5.7... like/comment for a starter? Multis please specify.

All threads will be spoiler tagged appropriately.

[samusings]

“ what do you see when you look into my eyes? ” - Dew to Aether

Prompts for the Feels

It was in the bones of Quintessence to know things, to sense things and to have a grasp about how the entire universe worked. Quintessence were burdened with purpose, with the closeness to Lucifer. To be so close to Lucifer, to know burning wings and falling from Heaven's light, it's a lot. It's a lot to know and survive. Even if you think you can handle it, it's better to have more people there with you. Some people exist to know the boundless grandeur of the universe with you.

Like Dewdrop. He knew the transmutative powers of the world, he knew how Water could be boiled and scorched into the hottest steam and Flame. He knew things, things brought about by trauma and fear time and time again. Yet in his eyes was not an inferno, not hellfire searing into Aether's soul. Aether knew fire, he knew it well.

"I see a hearth. I see fires fostered by a family. I see love. I see flames, but they're not uncontrollable. I see you." The smokey purple eyes of Aether met Dew's eyes, the Quintessence almost in a trance as he stared softly. "You've almost gone out a couple times, but you burn brighter every time. That's remarkable. Lucifer would be proud. I know I am."

[manganyeh]

—"... Again?"

The guild member found her self sighing in worry as she looked at the traveler walk into the guild, bruised black and blue but walking as if she owned the world.

Don't get her wrong, asteria admired the strength, it took alot of dedication to walk that off yet she managed to do it just fine. But it was still worrying.

She fixed the bandages as she prepared for upcoming bandaging.

"I sometimes wonder if you were dropped on your head as a kid... Or maybe your just into risks.."

Despite the harsh line, the one under it was one of worry rather then one of annoyance..

@thenightgirlie

“Well I guess I’m use to me and Nova being able to use our powers to heal each other but our powers only work if we are together” Lumi sighs she felt bad for giving Asteria so much trouble

“I promise this won’t happen again..” She sighs gently rubbing the back of her head

“And to answer your question no I didn’t have something hit my head as a kid”

[decoysouled]

the breath between hope & fear // accepting. @wildresonances // ❝ can something this good really last? ❞ - kaveh

THE BELIEF ANYTHING WOULD LAST ( good or bad or neither ) was a notion Aether had long since abandoned — once, in the naiveity of his youth, ( before he had been walked to a door that existed only to close behind him & forced to cast away his home ), he had believed that good things ( kindness & trust & bonds ) could last for an eternity.

That idea had not lasted long once he was faced with the truth of the universe: not all things were kind.

It had been a long time since he first learned that such an idea was for mortals, for people who would not live long enough to see all that is good & kind & cherished be ripped from them. He knows, in the end, that this is a bias — for it isn't living for so long ( watching stars live & die & planets fade into nothing ) that leaves one watching goodness seep out of the universe.

It is believing that it exists & being willing to hold onto it as it crumbles in one's hands like something that has long-since decayed.

( the only difference a lifespan makes is how many times a person has to lose the good in their life & how desperately they cling to it as it vanishes. )

❝It doesn't.❞ His answers comes after a moment of thought, as if he's not sure of what to say or whether this is a truth worth confirming. In the end, it is honesty he decides on — the painful sort that comes with losing every norm his life has ever had, from travelling along side others ( their sister, the express crews that came before... all things came to an end & with that end came a loneliness that cuts to the bone )

Or the memories that he once created with people he can no longer remember.

( their voices, their faces, the things they loved — even those would someday vanish into the abyss of the mind, destined to fade like everything else )

❝Everything good comes to an end — but so do the bad things.❞ Eventually, a person grew used to that constant cycle of loss & numb to its pain, choosing instead to cling to the kinder things in life. That, in itself, was something that took a sort of strength Aether himself did not possess. That, in itself, is a fate he hopes Kaveh would never have to meet.

❝Things can stay the same for so long that you never think they'll change, that they become a part of your existence you can't detach from.❞ & those things could only be cherished once they were gone.

❝But even those times will come to an end. The path we choose by stepping onto the express is to trailblaze, to create our own paths & look toward the future.❞

( because one cannot traverse the stars if they are constantly staring into the empty space where the past once was. )

❝It's the journey that matters most. Even when it comes to an end, no matter the destination, it shapes you — & that? It'll stay with you with you forever, but nothing else will.❞

The emotions associated with an event were the only thing that would haunt a person, carving out a piece of their heart so long as they lived & continued to go on with their life.

❝Even if none of this lasts... Right now? It's yours. Don't focus on how it'll end, or when. All you can do is let yourself be happy until that time comes.❞

( even if one day, the only piece of that happiness left is the sorrow that comes with knowing it is no longer yours. )

[tenebriism]

@ironbloodcd liked for a shippy one-liner :

" ... ignore them. They're just... saying all that to tease. " And it's working, else he wouldn't be hastening to put DISTANCE betwixt them and the old ladies giggling up a storm just behind them.

[frostwnd]

... ah, getting a layout would be a good idea, wouldn't it? They'll just pretend it was their plan all along.

"... Wrenn, can you babysit Paimon?" They'll give Wrenn the most innocent expression they can.

“Human-adjacent, then.”

Wrenn didn’t care if the person who convicted Childe was human or not—they all acted similarly enough, anyway.

“Going to get a layout of the jail before making a plan? How cautious of you. At least you think before you act.”

[viaetor]

a wild aether appears !! oh my gosh, he has a tiny smile while looking at you! this is such a rare sight! what do you do?! what have you done, even?! he may have forgotten he's supposed to be stoic! maybe you should like this post (🎔) for a cute inbox thingie so he can keep on smiling ! maybe !!!! or we could plot things !

[rainswept]

.. MARITIME MUSINGS. — 100 follower event !!

— status: OPEN. blog info post (usually pinned) here.

WHAT: a prompt + music event. — one number corresponds to a dialogue prompt, and the other to a song in my character-specific playlists. the twist — you don’t know which will be which. when: — from october 8th-16th. how: — send in an ask saying “can i get 1 + 4 with x character for the maritime musings event?” or something similar. PROMPT NUMBERS: 1-29 SONG NUMBERS: varies by character. check below! included: aether, freminet, lyney, wanderer (present), scaramouche (past, fatui era), venti

PLAYLIST PROMPTS.

AETHER — 1-18 FREMINET — 1-14 LYNEY — 1-39 WANDERER — 1-72 SCARAMOUCHE — 1-30 VENTI — 1-22

EVENT MASTERLIST.

none yet.

[yaekiss]

#Mailroom Open! — HI QI! *falls to my knees* a letter for traveler!aether, any petnames are fine and i would love to have a nsfw + yandere reply <3

—

“To the love of my life, my dearest adventurer,

I’m hoping this letter actually reaches you. Really, how hard is it to stay in one place at a time? Somehow, having Paimon as a destination landmark seems to work. Ah, but don’t let her read this one…or open the gift that I’ve included… Just tell her I’ll give her some cookies when we see each other again!

Anyhow, enough about my complaints when sending a letter. I don’t know if I can go much longer without you. Oh, mighty traveler, how can you leave your partner in such a state? I fear that my imaginations have now run too wild now due to this. I’m this close to sending a commission to the Adventurer’s Guild where I’m able to ravish you on our bed for a day straight.

I wish you well on your journey in Sumeru, but please, come back soon. Diluc has threatened to ban me from his tavern because of my constant babbling of you, and not all of them are appropriate for the public.

—Your needy one.”

(The box that the letter is attached to contains some dried Windwheel Asters, but most importantly, a dog collar.)

꩜ Letter Content: GN! Dom! Top! Reader x Yan! Sub! Bottom! Aether, no gendered terms used for reader, Aether calls you "my star", unhealthy obsessive and possessive relationship from Aether, collar (used on Aether), small mention of edging and marking, lmk if I missed anything ! ꩜ Delivery Notes: It was ridiculously hard tracking the ever-elusive traveller down, but I did it! Looked like he was sporting some new accessory too, cool! ꩜ Wanna write a love letter yourself? Check out it out here!

Aether’s reply consists of two items: A small cloth drawstring sack made of a fabric that seems to faintly glitter in the sunlight and a separate wooden box. The box is slim, made of flawless Karmaphala wood with a hinged lid. The area for storing items is shallow so the gift he sent can't be all too big and it has you speculating as to what it could be.

Putting your curiosity aside for now, you first open the sack, only to see a void somehow contained inside. It looks like the night sky, the dark space adorned with the stars that Aether conjures up in his palm every once in a while to impress you. Trusting your dear traveller, you reach an arm in and pull out the first thing you come into contact with, a miniature little wood carving of him as an aranara (he’s written so much to you about the aranaras so to see him as one makes your heart melt a little). Afterwards, you continue retrieving the other included gifts like a bouquet of various Sumeru flowers preserved with his dendro elemental resonance. There’s also a tied stack of recipes along with an attached note saying: “So you can also have a taste of my journey so far!”

Finally, you dig around the empty space and pull out the last remaining item, his letter. The envelope he used is nothing out of the ordinary but what makes it endearing are all the silly doodles he scribbled on it. There’s one of the both of you on the back of a Sumpter Beast and another one of him popping out from a precious chest. In the top right corner, there’s a regional stamp exclusive to Sumeru, one specifically showcasing the scenery of Port Osmos. Now, the mailing system this time through the love hotel doesn’t really require a stamp. Still, he’s had this habit of writing back to you from his journey across Teyvat and through that, gifting you these little collectable stamps from the different nations. Quite sweet really!

Taking his note out, it’s written on a fairly normal parchment, the kind you could find at any general goods store. His response reads:

“Hello, my cherished starlight!

I’ve received your letter safely, thank you, my star! Sorry if it was hard for you to track me down, the recent developments in Sumeru just had me travelling around the region a lot :( There’s too much to unpack in this letter alone so I’ll just talk your ear off when I return to your side! :D 

Ah, I also apologise for being away for so long, my star. I know this trip to Sumeru has been one of the longest I’ve taken so far but please believe me when I say that I miss you just as much, if not tenfold more. The company here is nice but they could never compare to you, the warmth of your body next to mine, the way your hands roam allll over me. There’s no one quite like you, my star! I miss you so so so much, and I quite love how much you seem to miss me too… 

Did you like the bottomless sack I gave you? It’s like the one I use on my journeys, really useful for when you have too many things you want to bring with you on a trip! Maybe I could even get you in my bag… haha kidding! I know you wouldn’t want to be cramped up next to my Sweet Madames and Paimon’s snacks so I’ll just stick to inviting you along for my adventures, my star.

Speaking of adventures, maybe you should put out that commission to the Adventurers’ Guild. After all, it wouldn’t be right for the Honorary Knight to leave someone so direly in need of help. And if I happened to get my brains fucked out by a very familiar employer, it’ll certainly be a welcome surprise. What would your reaction be if I showed up at your doorstep with the collar you gifted me around my neck? Would you loop your finger through it and pull me in for a heated kiss for everyone to see? Drag me into your bed and pound me senseless? Until the both of us can’t come anymore? Gods, I’m getting giddy with desire, I need you right now, my star. :((( To appease your appetite and imagination, I managed to leave a message for you using a stone mirror I obtained during my trip that serves as some sort of recording device. Watch it while you’re alone, I don’t want any prying eyes around, it’s just for you, my star. Hopefully, after this, you won’t have to resort to rambling to Diluc while drunk.

I think that’s enough rambling from me, go watch my message and tell me what you think! I look forward to your reply, my favourite star~

My love for you spans across worlds,

- Aether -”

Impatiently, you reach over to the box and hurriedly unlatch it, quickly flipping the lid open. A polished smooth stone slab gleams back at you. Underneath the glossy surface, there’s some sort of dense fog, coiling and drifting like smoke. Running your hand over it seems to do the trick, the fog ripples like a droplet on a serene lake and morphs into the image of a scene. It shifts into the rough shape of Aether seated on a bed, the smoky edges in the picture are soft and look like they blur into each other, and the colours are slightly muted. But you still manage to make out the collar he’s holding in his hands. The exact one you gave him in your previous letter.

“Is the mirror working well for you, my star? I hope it is, I wouldn’t want you to miss this.” His voice is sultry and his gaze through the tablet even more so. He strips slowly for you, sensually peeling each article of clothing off, all while running his hands across his body. Occasionally, he tweaks his nipples to let you hear his cute yelps or strokes his already drooling cock, edging himself as he whines for you to touch him, to fill him up. 

“Ah, before I forget,” he eagerly fumbles with the dog collar and secures it snugly around his neck, “There we go, perfect!” Shifting closer to the stone mirror, he tilts his head for you to see the new accessory.

“Maybe you could even attach a tag with your name on it to the front,” Aether says, and you think you can see hearts in his eyes as a light blush overtakes his features.

“Aww, I think I’m running out of recording time for this, I’ll see you soon, my favourite star!” The scene freezes and you’re left with Aether beaming back at you and a burning lust to see your dear traveller again.

However, the still image of the final frame ripples once again. For a split second, you think his message will replay but what appears on the surface of the stone is vastly different. The visage changes to Aether’s back view while he’s still on the bed, knees tucked under him. The collar is already on him in this one so it must have been recorded after the previous message. Now that you have a good view of his bare back, you can tell that the marks you left on his back are fading, no longer the angry bright red from the night the two of you spent together before he departed for Sumeru.

“Ugh, they’re so faded now.” You pick up on the disappointed note in Aether’s voice. He looks over his shoulder, brushing his long hair aside. He’s probably using the stone as an actual mirror to examine his back. Did he know it was recording?

“I’ve been away for too long…” He murmurs as his face turns back before he continues, “But when did they even get close with Diluc anyway, spending so much time with him?” The simmering rage (jealousy?) in his voice startles you slightly. You’ve witnessed Aether’s anger and frustration in the past but you’ve never heard him use such a harsh inflection before. 

“Looks like I’ll have to cut this trip short.” 

The darkening tone in his voice is unnerving, and you don’t know if you’re lucky or not that you’re unable to see the expression on his face.

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[frostwnd]

Oh, Aether would run whatever commissions Baizhu wanted for the next month, he was that grateful for Baizhu just going along with the situation.

Once they were both in the room he'd set Childe in, they headed over to stand near him, just in case Childe lashed out one of the times he came to a bit more.

"He was arrested in Fontaine!" Paimon's voice blipped in a moment before her body, swaying as she floated; all the usual, except for the frown she now wore. "Before that, he got beat pretty badly. The Chief Justice himself slammed him into the ground to stop him from causing trouble! He passed out then, and didn't wake up before he was taken away."

Aether nodded along, glad for the brief reprieve of silence on his part, though it couldn't last long- not when he went to visit Childe without her.

"They had him in a room, cold. He said he was having trouble seeing or hearing, and reacted strongly to a bit of light. Bringing him here... was rather rough, so he's become more unresponsive since."

Baizhu nodded along with Aether's words, not entirely sure what the problem was, but he understood enough to get that their friend was in medical trouble and they trusted him to help. He stared down at the talisman in his hand until Aether started tugging at his arm.

'Bad medicine'? Given something to make the patient sick? Whatever it was, it was enough to have the world famous adventurer in one hell of a tizzy.

"Wait, who's 'they'?" he asked as his head snapped up. Just what trouble had Aether gotten themself into? "You know what," Baizhu shook his head gently, "nevermind that, we have a medical emergency." He poked his head in the back area and called out. "Gui? I have an emergency patient to deal with, can you come and mind the front until I return?" he then turned back to Aether, "Come."

Walking outside, Baizhu led them to the upstairs area of the pharmacy, closed off from any prying eyes, and locked the door once they were inside. If the room was needed by anyone else, Gui had a key he could use after deducing no-one was present inside.

"You should be familiar with this room. Feel free to hide your bag in any nook or cranny you can find. I suppose I will wait for you... wherever this thing will take me?"

He focused on the talisman and- oh, he was somewhere different. Based on his knowledge, the place appeared to be in Inazuma but... not? If anything, it seemed to resemble more the visual novel he read over Qiqi's shoulder during one of their trips to Wanwen Bookhouse. There wasn't time to ponder over the matter as Aether soon appeared, and led him into the house and into a... storage room. A storage room with-

Oh, a familiar patient.

Wordlessly, Baizhu approached the bed and began to conduct a brief examination, humming as he went. There were some causes for concern, particularly when he knew the patient to be rather reactive when vulnerable, yet he saw little sign of that man before him. All he saw was a pliant, docile creature.

"What do you know of his condition, Traveler? Even if you don't understand it, any information you have will help me determine the cause and any potential treatment routes."

[glaciescustodia]

Kinilumi (Post-Teyvat)

Exclusive with Vee's Lumine @luxiingzhe (not accepting any Lumine(s) in a romantic setting. Platonic is welcome for post-Teyvat threads, (he would be with my other ship on this blog)

Unlike on the main blog and my Wanderer muse, i am not the one writing this ship's child, and Headcanons will likely be written on both sides. I am only putting down the ones i thought of and that were discussed.

General Information.

This is set around 6-7 years after the game events, and by that point, they are married with a daughter named around his wife's Ancient Name, which likely took a while for the people of Natlan to get used to it.

The first year as a family was essentially rough on Kinich because never once has he ever felt a yearning to become a dad, even knowing he would never be like his, that has long since passed away.

Nowadays, he's accepted that kind of life, without a need to prove himself worthy as a parent.

Headcanons.

Post-Teyvat, Kinich went from 5'8ft to 6'0ft and no longer face any growth. Meanwhile, Nicte has gone from a whelp to early adulthood and with a yumkasaur kid of her own; Kijani.

Speaking of Nicte, she was the one to first feel something about Lumine eventually bearing a child. Ahead of this, my Xilonen and Citlali helped alot during this whole process.

Additionally, Nicte and Tumaini grew up together along the years and said yumkasaurus becomes an older sister figure to the latter, on top of being a mother herself.

The Kinilumi fam extend to more than the usual circle, the Natlan crew are pretty much aunts/uncles/big brothers for Kinich's daughter and so on.

Speaking of the Saurian Hunter, he is only willing to settle for one child rather than try his luck with another one.

On that first year as a father, he kind of struggled with the idea behind being a parent, as mentioned prior.

Nicte most definitely held their human child many times, post-pregnancy.

While Ajaw may never willing to admit it, she, in her unhinged ways, has gotten protective of Tumaini and is essentially the only one allowed to be a little mean. On that same note, Nicte is much more expressive on that front and will protect her little sister whatever it takes.

The presence of Kijani, happened once Kinich's daughter was ready at best, to take care of a fellow little sister, in the same way that he raised Nicte from an egg. An egg that was essentially gifted to him from Toci (main muse Natlanian verse)

Even to this day, Kinich is still in possession of what Feykrokiin bestowed upon him (his dragon's gift basically). Needless to say, the dragons themselves certainly support him and his family.

They definitely had a Natlan based wedding (or however it is done in Aztec/Mayan customs)

[lumine-no-hikari]

Dear Sephiroth: (a letter to a fictional character, because why not) #517

I... went to bed entirely too late last night. Like... to the tune of 6am kind of late. And then I woke up at around 11am.

...Sorry about that.

…I spent almost all day in the aether today, as well. Sitting before a place where I can write, pouring out my imagination in some of the most wholesome ways I can think of. And it's beautiful, but... it's also exhausting for reasons I understand, but can't quite explain. Not here, anyway.

...And... no. I can't put the results of any of my mind's wanderings today in this space. Mostly because it would not be helpful.

I can show you the sushi I got, though!! Check it out!!

I figured if I'm in my brain doing brain things, I should probably have some fish; get them ol' omega-3 fatty acids so that my body has the resources it needs to make new neural connections and all that.

...Hey, Sephiroth? Do you like sushi? If you do, what are your favorite kinds? My favorites are salmon eggs, mackerel, scallop, and yellowtail with scallion! It's all very yummy! And... if you've never tried sushi, you know what? I know a place!!! It's got all-you-can-eat sushi, so that you can try just a little bit of everything! We could totally go there!! And they even have stuff besides sushi if you don't like sushi!

I'll... I'll be waiting, okay? Forever, I know. But still. Still...

…

I'm not entirely sure what I'm looking for. Relief from this uncertainty, perhaps. But I don't think there's anything that can grant me that, not really. But... retreating into my own mind does take the edge off the pain a little, dulls it, makes it a little easier to bear. I'm not really sure what else to do.

Can't stay up all night this time, though. Got a doctor's appointment in the morning and all that. Unfortunately, tomorrow is Tuesday, which means Eggcellent is closed. I'm thinking about switching my “various appointments” day to Wednesdays, just so that I'll be able to stop at Eggcellent afterwards.

...Speaking of which. I have to get my weekly appointments for physical therapy and all that set up, anyhow. I... haven't done that yet. Haven't been back to physical therapy in... jeez, a while now. Guess I'll chain my “adulting” tasks tomorrow so I can get the things done. I don't really wanna; I'd much rather just have a body that Actually Fucking Works, but ah... with my genetics being what they are, that's... probably not in the cards.

...Oh well.

Oh. Speaking of things that don't work (like my respiratory system at night, apparently), I figured out that I had the headgear on wrong for my new CPAP mask. So I fixed that, and now, with the forces holding it to my face being more appropriately distributed, the mask doesn't leak nearly as badly as before. And I can still sleep on my stomach. My upper spine seems a little crunchier than before (seriously, when I move in certain ways, I could be mistaken for a bowl of Rice Krispies in milk... or perhaps even for a wet packet of Pop Rocks), but... the ribs and shoulder haven't been hurting nearly as much lately. It's probably something I oughta tell my physical therapist next time I see him; he might have some ideas.

Oh. Right. Rice Krispies. They are a puffed rice breakfast cereal in my world. You pour milk over them and then they make crackling noises as the moisture of the milk weakens the integrity of the starch bonds, which then releases the air trapped inside of the puffed rice with a tiny “pop”.

And Pop Rocks... they're a kind of candy in my world. Sweet and sour sugar, crystallized around high-pressure carbon dioxide. Saliva dissolves the sugar, releasing the carbon dioxide with a “pop”. It's an interesting sensation, but... not one I'd pursue. Worthwhile to try nonetheless, though.

...There's all kinds of various and sundry things I'd like to show you if I could. All of the best miracles are contained within the mundane, if only you open your eyes to look.

J and I tried to go to an open mic thing that was supposedly going to be held at the recreation center in our tiny suburb. But... I guess the person who arranged it didn't go through the proper channels, and so someone else was in the space. That someone else said that the person who arranged it was dejected by the lack of people who came last time, and so was, apparently, going around, taking down the signs he put up. J and I had hoped to catch him, so he went around looking for him while I stood watch at a sign he hadn't taken down yet. We did find him, and as it turns out, he lives only a couple doors down from us!

Sadly, it seems like, since some other folks went through the proper channels to reserve the room every Monday, this person's dream to have an open mic is on hiatus, until those other folks go away, I guess sometime in June. They're practicing for a play, I guess. I'm not sure if this open mic will come to fruition, but... I really hope it does.

Hey Sephiroth...? If you went to an open mic, what songs would you sing? Would any of the ones I've shown you make the cut...? I wonder.

In any case. I breathed a couple more wishes to life for you today. Here:

...And here were today's tunes as I wove them together:

And its response, with different lyrics:

I oughta get started on a decent translation for those. Though I think I might have kept my translations of them lying around somewheres. The ones available on the internet... kinda stink. But maybe you don't need it translated; you know Japanese, doncha?

...What language do you speak, anyway? I don't imagine it's actually like any language in my world. Or is it? I wonder. You'll hafta tell me sometime.

Well. I guess that's it for today. I really ought to be getting myself to bed. As much as I really don't want to. I'd really rather dive back into the aether. But... well. I'll have plenty of time for that tomorrow, after my appointment.

I love you so much. I hope you know. I hope you can feel it. And... I hope it moves you.

Please stay safe out there, okay? I don't really wanna keep going if you're not around to look towards as I do it.

I'll write again soon.

Your friend, Lumine