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    The soft, whispery wails of the night breeze rustled the leaves high in the trees as well as the decaying underbrush along the forest floor, the large moon casting a faint, ominous glow along the small clearing the wildcat found themselves in. Darkweb had no idea where they were, nor did they know what territory they were in, what they were most concerned about was finding a place to rest. Their muscles burned for relief, exhaustion hung heavy along chiseled features as Dark caught sight of an old pine tree that withered and fallen a long, long time ago. It reminded them faintly of thunderclan, not so much the tree but the surrounding area, the forest reminding them of a clan that was no longer here, a clan that was, in hindsight, forgotten and abandoned in the trial of time.


    Unsheathed claws gently drew over the weathered surface, catching loose bark and debris as they made a hasty attempt to scale the fallen ancient. For any other creature, it was an easy climb, a hop skip and a jump away from a nice spot along the crooked trunk. But for a cat who had been drained physically and mentally from a journey such as theirs, it was quite a challenge. A wince managed to slip past clenched teeth as the larger panther hauled themselves upward, their muscles ached with pain until they eventually gave, Darkweb could feel themselves slip before their body hit the hard ground with a soft thud. They didn't have the energy to get up, and so Darkweb lied there, unmoving beside the soft rise and fall of their chest, staring up at the darkened sky that sparkled to life with thousands and thousands of stars. It was so beautiful tonight. Tears threatened the wildcats dark oculars, a soft sniffle breaking the silence in their throat before the night air was filled with soft, mournful sobs.


    Darkweb as a fool to think everything was still normal, a blubbering fool to think nothing had changed with their absence back into the obscure abyss, they were a fool to still think the people they loved would actually wait for them. Dark had come back too late, and now everything they had was gone; their home was gone, their friends were gone, their family was gone. All because Dark thought their was something awaiting for them in the abyss, oh what a foolish, foolish creature they were. The sobs were becoming more apparent, overpowering the whispery breeze that casted through the large pine trees that populated the area.


    What a fool they were


    To think they could live a normal life


    As anytime before, the Stars are singing to Astrifer tonight.


    The creature of heavenclouds and hellfire listens and speaks to them whenever Darkness kiss Lightness a goodnight and cradled the world. It had been like this since he came to this world, with flesh burnt and empty mind. Though, while at times he would speak with smiles that could spill light over the Realm, and another with eyes that would carry the dead seas, their silent glow was the only thing they gave to him. Until he retrieved his memories before his life here on Earth—on Agrelos, now, most of them screams, some weeps, and the rest just burns.


    ( The time he remembered everything was the moment he realized the Stars were exactly like him, like those who breathed: They were all born to burn. )


    I’MSORRYI’MSORRYI’MSORRY

    SCAREDTOODARKHELPMEHELPUS

    EVERYTHINGBURNSMALAK—


    A shaky sigh falls from slight parting lips. An exhale intertwines with exhaustion, a wondering of how much more longer can he endure the heavy organs that are ashamedly his. Days after days with the nights and nights along, Reality is gradually losing its face to him. Everything appears to be blurry nowadays. Somewhere otherwise does not exist to him. Not now, at least. One day. One night. He hopes that for himself just as for the Stars above, with that faith found in his sympathetic smile given to the Sky, gaze tender, heart heavy.


    ( Together, they will see again. )


    A sniff travels across the atmosphere and brushes his eardrums. Shudder slithers across own spine. It is too quiet for it to come from a Star, too soft as it is not touched with violence. He turns over to the direction of where he believes came from, and like the Stars above, he hears a sobbing. Made by a real being.


    Through the breezes, he chases after it. The voices are forgotten and so is his exhaustion, for he now cares nothing of anything but the possible harmed one. Benevolence courses deep through damaged veins. Gold crafted heart seeks for only hope whoever is suffering on the other side will be okay, despite them possibly carrying a blurry face. A stranger or a friend, he will speak and give the same; all loving, all adoring.


    Though, the moment his bicoloured eyes land on the source, everything seems to become more brighter. The Stars are speaking loudly to him.


    YOURSUNYOURSON—


    “Darkweb!”


    Astrifer does not stop his run until he is by the panther’s side. He attempts to embrace them, and if they allows him, he would place his cheek on their shoulder, already stained with his celestial tears. He inhales to take in their scent and there, he nearly breaks along with the other. It is truly them. Them. Them. Them—Darkweb, entity of the damned and unknown grins to most, child of moonlight and silver smiles to just him. Just Astrifer himself.


    “F-fuck, hey, hey, breathe with me, will ya?” he says, his voice nothing but tenderness. A caress to the lonely heart. Astrifer lets in a deep breath before he slowly exhales it, his eyes on Darkweb and only them. After it is done a couple of times, filling part of the world with their attempt for calmness, he speaks again. “It’s okay, Dark, I’m here now, maybe a bit too late, but I am here nevertheless.” He gives Darkweb a gentle rub on the back while he reassures them. Though, guilt slowly crawls over him, subjecting him into a terrible thought that his loved one like Dark would suffer, and his presence does not make it.


    ( After everything that had happened to him, though, he would be a ghost no one would wish to be accompanied with anyway: Lost. Miserable. Dead. )

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