TrailBlaiser cries quietly in her bedroom, her knees tucked into her chest, her blond locks falling in front of her face as her body is wracked by soft sobbing. "It can't be true... it can't... how could she?"
RiverFlyte enters, a grim look on his face. He sees TrailBlaiser crying and sits beside her on the bed, wrapping his arms around her. "It's going to be okay..." he lies.
TrailBlaiser cries harder, twisting around to cling onto his shirt. "No it's not, Sep! I've been replaced!"
Closing his eyes, RiverFlyte kisses her forehead gently. "We've all been replaced..."
She shakes her head forcefully. "No, you don't understand. I... I've been replaced. Me personally. By... Confederacy!"
He tilts his head in confusion. "The Hetalia OC?"
"Yes!" She wipes her eyes, glaring at nothing. "She has anger issues, she's motherly, and DragonFyre, sorry, Fyreflare, roleplays her primarily." She looks up into RiverFlyte's eyes, angry, hot tears burning down her face. "She took me, altered me, and called her by a different name! And now suddenly this girl is better than me!" She buries her face in his chest. "I don't understand... what did I do wrong?"
RiverFlyte rubs her back soothingly. "Nothing. You did nothing wrong. You did everything right. This is just part of how an author grows. Moving on from one character to the next. It was destined to happen."
She gasps softly, her breaths shaky. "I j- just... didn't th- think it would... h- happen so s- soon..."
He kisses her again, gently. "Do you remember her first character?"
She shakes her head. "Barely. I forgot her name."
"That character is what became you. She went through many changes and adjustments until she was scrapped and you were born of the ashes." he says slowly, whispering.
"I... I wonder... how she felt... when she was... scrapped..." She kisses RiverFlyte gently. "Will I be forgotten as well?"
RiverFlyte stays silent. "I don't think so. The rest of us may be forgotten... you might be the only remainder of RTHQ when it's all over... but you and all characters like you will never be forgotten."
TrailBlaiser's grip on his shirt tightens. "Fyreflare... will forget everyone but me? Then... you'll all fade and I'll be... alone..."
He kisses her softly over her face and neck. "I... will never... leave you... I love you..."
TrailBlaiser takes in a shaky breath. "But... she'll forget you..."
"No, she won't." RiverFlyte breathes. "I will always be the base of her male characters, and everyone here, every agent, will reappear. We might have different names, appearances, we might not even know who you are when we are reborn... but we will always come back." He kisses her lips gently. "And I will never leave you."
TrailBlaiser nods sadly. "We... we've done too much for her... she can't forget us..."
RiverFlyte smiles sadly. "Even if we're not our own story anymore, we'll still be here. RTHQ may fade, but the memories made and the plots and characters here will always be reborn. We'll be like phoenixes..."
TrailBlaiser laughs softly. "I've never been a phoenix before... it sounds nice..." She rests her forehead on his. "I want to spend my life... and all my lives after this one... with you..."
He strokes her hair softly. "You will. Fyreflare can't separate us." He smiles at her. " We were written for each other."
Half a year later, I finally felt that I could have some closure here so I decided to leave my last (?) comment on this blog.
ReplyDeleteOr more correctly, I've actually tried multiple times to comment but I failed epically each time. (I would have done it on the first try, but the mobile version never works for me >:(
But honestly, what I really wanted to say was thanks. Thank you for being persistent in updating and keeping us entertained with the adventures of the Realm Travelers. Thank you for chatting with us and leaving comments on our blogs. Thank you for creating a wonderful world that inspired me to just get out there and write. But most of all, thank you for being our friend.
Looking over this post again, I think I understand what you mean when you (or rather, your characters) talk about moving on from characters and an author's growth. I'm actually still kinda scared to look at Astral Mystique again, cause I realized that Lexi... wasn't the best character I could have written. But that's ok, because we learn and grow and change from our experiences.
So... see you at Sorcery Oaks?