#˗ˏˋ ᶜʰᵃᵖᵗᵉʳˢ ic ﹕ the creature.
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wovetalesbye · 2 months ago
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it   has   been   quite   some   time   since   he's   felt   the   warmth   of   the   sun   hit   his   skin   ,   the   faint   breeze   of   cool air   hitting   his   face   &   the   smells   .   .   .   he   can   actually   smell   the   crisp   ,   fresh   air   of   the   new   season   ,   the   earth   mixed   with   a   hint   of   warm   spice.   the   creature   took   for   granted   the   smaller   things   in   life   when   he   was   alive   ,   focusing   on   much   more   trivial   &   selfish   pursuits   that   he   now   regrets   completely.   life   is   a   beautiful   thing   that   can   end   at   anytime   ━━   a   spark   of   lightening can hit   &   suddenly   you're   gone   ,   never   to   be   heard   from   again & mourned by your loved ones for generations to come.   with   a   second   chance   to   enjoy   his   newfound   life   ,   he   wants   to   take   in   everything   as   much   as   he   can   ,   though   it   has   proven   to   be   a   bit   overwhelming to do so   ,   as   this   second   chance   also   brings   him   to   a   whole   new   modern   world   ,   one   he   is   still   struggling   to   understand.
the   crunch   of   autumn   leaves   crackle   under   his   feet   as   they   venture   further   into   the   forest   ,   the   creature   shivering   a   bit   as   another   gust   of   wind   hits.   he   turns   to   look   over   at   the   woman   who's   joined   him   on   this   walk   ,   the   very   one   who   brought   him   back   to   life &   whom   he   owes   a   great   thanks   for   this   second   chance.   he's   always   been   one   to   fall   quickly   for   any   woman   who   looks   his   way , as was his weakness   ,   but   in   this   instance   ,   it   feels   different when he looks at her.   raven   knew   nothing   of   him   &   yet   chose   him   to   bring   back   ,   using an   ability   so   intense   &   incredibly   ,   a   feat   that   couldn't   have   been   simple or easy.   regardless   if   the   feelings   are   returned   or   not   ,   he   is   forever   grateful   to   her   &   will remain forever loyal. he   intends   to   stay   at   her   side   for   as   long   as   she   desires   or   tolerates   having   him   there , wanting nothing more than to ensure her happiness.
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speech   is   still   a   difficult   feat for   him   as   he   attempts   to   move   his   mouth   ,   years   of   being   underground   making   him   need   to   relearn   how   to   formulate   the   words.   it's possible to regain his voice , but it's taking some time , which forces the creature to use other means of communication. gently   ,   he   motions   toward   raven   &   touches   her   shoulder   softly   ,   noting   the   thin   fabric   of   the   clothes   she   wears.   the   creature's   eyes   fixate   on   her with   a   concerned   expression   , attempting   to   convey   what   he   wishes   to   say   with   just   his   facial   expressions   alone , in addition to the motions he makes with his fingers. aren't you cold ?
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˗ˏˋ     ᵖʳᵒˡᵒᵍᵘᵉ     the   creature   ﹕  🍂   take   a   walk   in   the   woods.   featuring   @ofsoul  as   raven.
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wovetales · 4 days ago
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˗ˏˋ      ᵖʳᵒˡᵒᵍᵘᵉ·      tags      ﹕      part   one.
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wovetalesbye · 2 months ago
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˗ˏˋ      ᵖʳᵒˡᵒᵍᵘᵉ      tags      ﹕      part   two.
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wovetalesbye · 2 months ago
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the   scope   of   raven's   powers   still   remains   a   mystery   to   him   ,   if   only   because   he   hasn't   been   able   to   truly   speak   out   loud   &   query   her   properly.   if   he   had   met   raven   during   his   original   time   period   ,   he   might   have   been   frightened   of   the   prospect   of   such   power   ,   but   with   things   having   changed   now   that   he   lives   in   the   modern   time   ,   he's   become   quite   fascinated   by   it   ,   curious   how   she   can   effortlessly   mend   rotting   flesh   &   aching   wounds   as   if   he   had   never   been   buried   in   the   ground   in   the   first   place.   she   has   bewitched   him   the   moment   he   was   able   to   truly   lay   his   eyes   on   her   ,   &   the   longer   they   spent   together   ,   the   more   he   finds   himself   unable   to   resist   remaining   at   her   side.   he   understands   the   circumstances   of   his   return   to   this   earth   make   his   romantic   yearnings   incredibly   impossible.   after   all   ,   she   is   the   reason   for   his   life   ,   &   that   no   doubt   makes   their   relationship   a   bit   complicated   from   the   start.   still   ,   ever   the   artist   ,   the   creature   continues   to   admire   &   yearn   for   the   saint   anyway   ,   his   now   beating   heart   pumping   &   skipping   a   beat   anytime   she   speaks   ,   her   voice   melodic   &   more   beautiful   than   any   sonata   he   could   ever   write.   perhaps   his   death   was   a   thing   to   be   celebrated despite it's dramatic end.   it   must   be      ,   he   thinks   ,   if   it   led   him   to   her.
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as   expected   ,   raven   meets   his   concern   with   reassurance   &   her   own   worries.   ever   the   empathetic   soul   ,   always   caring   for   others   ━━   another   reason   why   the   creature   can   resist   his   growing   feelings.   upon   her   suggestion   over   a   warm   drink   back   at   home   ,   he   smiles   &   offers   her   a   nod in agreement   ,   greatly   enjoying   the   idea.   he's   always   been   one   to   drink   tea   every   morning   during   the   cold   winter   nights during his original time period   ,   but   he   has   become   quite fond   of   hot   chocolate recently   ,   particularly   the   delicious   cream   that   is   placed   on   top   from   a   loud   can   ,   along   with   little   colorful   sweets   that   create   an   amusing   display.   before   they   begin   their   trek   back   ,   the   creature   makes   a   grunting   noise   as   he   removes   his   coat   ,   placing   it   around   raven's   shoulders   with   gentle   precision.   ❝   .   .   .   here.   ❞   the   sound   comes   out   strained   ━━   a   croak   almost   ,   but   the   word   is   clearer   than   ever   before.   another   smile   is   offered   in   addition   to   his   arm   ,   prepared   to   walk   back   with   her   so   they   can   enjoy   warmer   temperatures   back   home.
﹙ ✷ ﹚the turn of the seasons brings forth melancholy on the empath,    and with it,    a desire to bask on the pleasant ways nature changes.    raven is not one to care about her own wellbeing beyond that of how her heart can help others,    however she’s found herself entranced by the idea of these walks when the world’s pain swallows her: a respite from the duties of a self - appointed saint,    the respite of having her mind uninvaded by other’s emotions,    only feeling the fleeting joy of a bluebird’s flight and the ghostlike embrace of the wind.    
it had been in one of these walks where she felt him,    or rather,    the remnants of him.    
ever a being of souls,    raven could not resist the pull of unfinished death,    a subtle energy lingering about the overgrown cemetery’s vines,    cradling his grave.    within the cacophony of human life she wouldn’t have noticed,    but in the quiet of the woods,    he had been the only thing she could notice.    after a while,    she couldn’t resist the calling,    as if fate had placed her life - keeping hands upon his destiny,    desperate to ease the sorrows that must keep him here,    tied to this earth.    when she met him first,    she couldn’t tell why,    out of all the lives in this soil,    she had been beckoned to choose his,    but she’s determined to try.    
the healing process has been arduous,    but he couldn’t have a better mistress.    the mystic demon’s very essence is that of healing.    rough salvation nonetheless,    she feels his death every time she touches him,    swallowing it to keep him warm and living.    her dedication is still an uphill battle,    and while she helps his development with soft grace,    she’s pushed herself to her own limits to see it happen.    this,    she tries not to let show.   
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the sun creeps through the trees,    a chimera of light,    as it does very little against the incoming cold.    admittedly she’s ill - dressed,    dawning a simple kalamkari - printed dress,    her trusty hoodie left abandoned by her apartment door.    when he reaches over she stops,    shifting her attention from the leaves to his kind features.    ‘ you must not worry about me,    ’ she reassures with a calmness that should be a smile.    her body is numb most days,    by her own volition.    today is no different.     ‘ are you cold    ?    we may return,    if you wish,    ’ is that worry in his heart    ?    the idea of his emotions pumping blood through his veins feels like a victory.    ‘ i can make you a warm drink at home.    ’
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