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❝When you are in a garden which flowers do you pick? The most beautiful ones.❞
【ɗιαƖσgυє cσƖσя: #F6A8B6 ♙ тнσυgнт cσƖσя #BDA0CB】
|| Broken Crown || Mumford and Sons ||
【ɗιαƖσgυє cσƖσя: #F6A8B6 ♙ тнσυgнт cσƖσя #BDA0CB】
|| Broken Crown || Mumford and Sons ||
Celeste's eyes widened as they adjusted, looking at the scene. Lilim was covered in blood, chains winding their way most every direction through the half blood's body. "Lilim!" Celeste turned her hands into claws, trying to break Lilim free. "Lilim, listen to me, this isn't real." Celeste spoke, getting right down to business. "You're dreaming, you're free, please Lilim, please wake up." Celeste's hands trembled as she tugged and pulled at the endless metal, her hands covered in grime and Lilim's plasma. What sort of self preservation was this? Some part in the back of Celeste's mind was reminded of her own catatonic state, when she had been chained and bound in her mind and had her wings torn off again and again, but it wasn't real and in the end it was Kitra who had brought her out of it. Albeit that was before the two girls were in love and Kitra had hardly been gentle.
Celeste was much softer, she could not afford to be unkind because she didn't know if that would make Lilim withdraw further. "Lilim, we're all waiting for you." Celeste said, her voice hardly loud enough to be heard over the din of rattling chains. Lilim's mind seemed to amble forward, realizing that Celeste was there and for a moment Celeste had hope that Lilim realized that she was real and not a fictional character, at least until the giggling began. An empty, haunted sort of giggle that contained no excitement nor real laughter. "Lil?" Celeste questioned as she was lifted from the ground, the dark chamber turning into something pink and frilly. No, things were going in the wrong direction, if anything Lilim was falling deeper into her own pit of insanity, she was digging her hole deeper than both of them.
"Lilim, this room isn't real, but I am." Celeste placed a hand on her chest, "I was sent here by the others to bring you back." Lilim didn't seem to be listening though, she was too busy building them a room of fluffy clouds and candy. Almost instantly Celeste was pushed into a pink pile of fairy floss, the pain in her side throbbing, even within the dream. That's right, maybe she could show it to Lilim and make her realize that this was real, not some fake Celeste who had come to comfort her. "Lilim, you're no longer on the altar, you've been freed. Raphael, he freed you using Maya's blood." It was Finn really, but Celeste would allow Raphael to be Lilim's knight in shining armor as he had been the one to stay with her this entire time.
Celeste stood and slowly walked over. She wrapped her arms around Lilm, pressing the two of them close. "Please Lilim, please, come back home." A terrible thought struck through her mind, Celeste was vulnerable in this state. Like this, Lilim could do whatever she pleased to the angel without having to worry about consequences. "Lilim, I'm real, I'm here to bring you home. So please, wake up." She squeezed harder, closing the space between them so that Lilim had no way out.