#this is exactly the sort of obsessive toxic soulmate behavior I expect from those two

[basket-of-cats-and-witches]

Eternity

We were not meant to be partnered in this life.

I stand here with your blood dripping from my blade, watching the light fade from your eyes.

You reach for me.

Of course you do.

It is not Karlach you look at in your final moments, for all she wishes she had been the one to take your life.

If it were anyone else, I would have let her.

I wish you were anyone else.

You smile at me, and you think it is your last moment.

“I'm glad it was you,” you whisper, and slip away.

It is not the end.

Although there are other battles we will partake in, other paths to walk upon, mine shines clear before me.

We were not meant to be together. Not in this life.

The next, however, is unknown.

Bane cannot have you. I know what he wishes. You were sworn to him first, but you are mine.

I will chase you into the endless beyond, and make your soul eternal.

Gale has set the path, all I need do is follow.

He shall take the crown.

I shall take my father's head.

I will wrest you from Bane, and find you again, and again, and again.

We were not meant to be with each other in this time.

But I shall love you the same.

As a Grand Duke.

As a farmer boy.

As a baker.

As a mercenary.

As a teacher.

No matter the form, the gender, it was you who tangled your life so effortlessly with mine, and in doing so, became the stardust that spirals throughout my universe.

We were meant to be together.

Before there were Three, there were two.

And so we shall be again.