Rjona
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It had been a few days, but every time he closed his eyes, it felt as if time rewound to shunt him back into that very moment.
That moment of darkness. Helplessness, as he could only hear echoes of words he himself would never really say, in a voice that didn’t belong to him, with mannerisms that was far from what he would ever show.
And after they escaped from Umber Tor—it had only gotten worse.
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Empty seashells brought ashore by the tides long ago were neatly stored behind a loose brick. They said that if you hold a shell close to your ear, you would hear the longing calls of the sea.
Kaeya held a conch close to his ear, and instead of the sea, he heard echoes of days long past.
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- Part 3 of Ragnvindr Brothers Week
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The Changebringer’s Coin had decided, but even if the circumstances didn’t change, to say Fearne wouldn’t go for the same choice again in a heartbeat would be a lie.
Fate might have decided otherwise, but who was a Fey to follow fate?
(In which Fearne needed to make a decision.
In which Fearne lied.)
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as long as i’m here, no one can hurt you by Rjona
Fandoms: 原神 | Genshin Impact (Video Game)
29 Dec 2021
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The rites of divine ascension was a cruel and harsh one, indeed. A pilgrimage for a wish, burnt to cinders for a dream.
At the end of days, to resuscitate a broken nation, this task was forced onto one Kaeya Alberich.
Day 2 Ragnvindr Brothers Week Prompt: Friends/Family
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- Part 2 of Ragnvindr Brothers Week
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i will love you without any strings attached by Rjona
Fandoms: 原神 | Genshin Impact (Video Game)
20 Dec 2021
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The last thing Kaeya saw was the dark blue of the abyssal sea, before waking up in the City of Freedom, the sky bleeding red on the horizon.
Day 1 Ragnvindr Brothers Week Prompt: Dawn/Dusk
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- Part 1 of Ragnvindr Brothers Week
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“Diluc and Kaeya are really alike, so why don’t they get along? Don’t you think they’re quite alike?”
“If only I could see where…”
Their conversation was halted by a strum of a lyre, the jingle of a wind chime, and the appearance of a certain tone-deaf bard. “Well, why don’t I make you see? As one who knows ballads of past, present, and future—I know very well the stories of my children and their mirrors!”
Lumine hummed, leaning back with a smile.
“Show me then, dear bard.”
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