#ProudToBeSarcastic

[readingisloving]

Ongoing

For a thousand years they roamed the Earth. And for a thousand years they thought of her. Because how could you forget the one person who seemed to be intertwined with their very beings? The one who died for you? The one whose death you led to? The one who died for your secrets? The one who died because you wouldn't leave her? The one you only ever loved from a distance? And how could you forget the person who was continuously there? They would lose her, grieve and miss her for centuries... And then she'd be there again. Coming to the one who needed her most. Becoming a solace and becoming home. Only to be lost all over again. The Mikaelson couldn't forget her. But Jane Harmon could. It was an odd thing, thinking that one might forget themselves. But that was what happened. That was how it went every time. And each time she did not realize it until she found them again. Because that was what her soul seemed most intent on, as if searching for pieces of herself that had been scattered throughout space and time. Never to be complete again. Until now... Until this life... The one which would be her last.