#Or the wierd immortal Uncle watches you pull a sword out of thin air and is like: FUCK HERE WE GO AGAIN IG
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the-dragon-hearted · 12 days ago
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I do have a very real soft spot for immortal guardians. Whether they're recognized or not.
This old power, this remnant, lingering in the backdrop of generations. How they pass through or keep an eye out. Maybe they teach someone to fish. Maybe they offer a "stranger" a drink. Maybe they sit down next to some young soul on a quiet night and reminisce over the smile that was passed down from a grandmother or a soup recipe lost three generations.
It's the old soul and the new youngsters. The little ones either know the ancient one or they don't. Either way the immortal knows them - sees past fragments whether they're there or not. It's an immortal who gets lost in their own memories, lingering too long at faded memorials or finding joy in the most mundane of things. A species of flower. An old hairpin. A vintage song on the wind.
An immortal who may as well be a ghost, haunting a time they don't belong in, but unable to move on. Clinging to a family name or a line of prodigies or an unassuming apartment. Just clinging to something whose older form meant the world to them.
Immortal guardians who are shadows. Who are protectors. Who are old gods guarding their last believers. Old teachers who've yet to find a student to outlive them. Old friends finding bits and pieces of those they lost over and over and over again.
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