Picture me laying on the floor and cheering because of how much I love this prompt! Just beautiful!
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“I’ve got something you…you’ll want to see.” Talcott’s voice came from the other line.
He would never forget it, the sound of your scream as you were torn from him. Not the blinding light that erupted from the crystal at being angry that it got the wrong person. You, the last thing in this crumbling world that made sense.
Torn from his arms because of this stupid fight between Ardyn and the Gods!
He knew, he knew he shouldn’t have bought you on this trip, that he should have left you somewhere safe. But what was safe anymore? Insomnia laid in ruins, Lunafreya was dead, and now you were…were you dead? Alive? What did this crystal do to you? You weren’t of the royal line, did you…could you survive it?
For 10 years he would lay awake at night, he felt he was unable to move forward with his life. He tried dating again, nothing last more than the first date because they were no you. He put himself into his work, to assist with bringing back the world that Eos was before you were torn from his arms and life. His work and brothers the only thing keep him going…