hadriel_logs | Event Log: Is It a Wonderful Life?

Who: All characters participating in the event
What: The event log for Is It A Wonderful Life? event
Where: All over the city
When: Jan 4th-8th
Warnings: None

Throughout the next few days, you may find yourself plagued by visions and dreams of back home. The dreams will be lifelike and difficult to tell apart from reality, as the world will be constructed from what you remember of your world. However, unlike usual dreams, you won't be present, and will find yourself unable to be seen or heard by those around you.

The dreams are vivid reminders of what might happen in a world without you: a world in which you disappeared when coming to Hadriel, a world which desperately needs you back for some reason or another. You may see your parents putting up missing posters, your significant other moving onto their next relationship, or even your hated villain finally taking over the world without you there to stop them.

When the vision leaves, you're back here and nothing about the city has changed. Though maybe you have a different outlook on it now...

► This log covers January 4th-Januray 8th.
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[Margaery doesn't need visions to see a world where she never existed. she knows well enough that the world has progressed without her. her nemesis sits the Iron Throne, Daenerys Targaryen approaches Westeros, and the White Walkers threaten the entire realm.

besides, she has bigger problems. Maglor's leaving has left a void in her heart and she finds it difficult to care about much of anything and get through the day.

but seeing Donut in such a state is able to break through the haze she's been in. he's always seemed so happy every time she's spoken to him, so she goes over to him hesitantly]

...may I ask what is wrong?

[ The sound of her voice has him jumping, his shoulders stiffening as he rubs desperately at his eyes. And instead of answering he shakes his head vehemently, unable to talk with the knot of emotions suffocating him with depressing thoughts he hadn't had since middle school. ]

[she hadn't meant to startle him and now she feels badly about that, too. she's a bundle of negative emotions and she finds herself trying to hold back tears as well. she's been crying far too much lately, and her eyes are red-rimmed and puffy underneath]

I'm--I'm sorry. I didn't mean to startle you.

[ He shakes his head again and uses the sleeve of his shirt to wipe away the tears before turning, sniffling as he does so. ]

It's okay.

[ His lip wobbles. ]

It's n-not, your fault.

[the sight of his tears bring fresh ones welling to her eyes]

But--but I feel as though it were!

[ He shakes his head. ]

It wasn't - [ he swallows a knot in his throat ] - you.

[ He wipes at his eyes, only then seeing the red puffy ones staring back at him. ]

They left you too?

[she watches in a daze of her own grief]

But--how could I not?

[she's trying as hard as she can to keep her tears from spilling over, but they do anyway]

He left me. Without a word of farewell.

[ It's not her words that move him but the tears that rim the edge of her lashes. It's there, behind the words, heartache. He understands it well. The hurt that swallows you up until you feel like your drowning in your own tears. How many times did he cry alone in his room because he'd fought with Hakari? How many times did he wish for a hug to drown out the pain? His flowers had tried to compensate but soft as their petals were they lacked the warmth of human touch leaving him bereft and lonely. It's what he sees behind the pain now. What has him moving to wrap an arm around her to console them both. ]

... When?

[she mourns the loss of her dearest friend, someone she loved but never told him. she knew it was hopeless to do so, but in retrospect she wishes she had said so. just to let him know that he was loved, as unlovable as he seemed to consider himself. when he puts his arm around her, she snuggles into it, closing her eyes. a single tear rolls down her cheek]

Last month. He was here one day, gone the next.

This place is cruel. You grow close to a person, find it impossible to imagine life without them, only for the Door to take them from you.

[ His own tears still and he leans his cheek on top of her head, hugging her closely. A human connection. ]

But, you still have their memory.

[Margaery is a very tactile person, so she's grateful for the hug and his closeness. her shoulders hitch in a restrained sob]

I do, but those memories are tormenting me. Every day, I wake up remembering what I lost and every night, I go to sleep thinking about it.

You know... if you let yourself feel all bad ones, eventually you'll start remembering all the good ones too.

[voice breaking] I don't know how I can. I fear that if I let myself feel at all, I'll be torn asunder.

You don't have to do it all at once.

You take steps.

[she looks uncertain]

Steps? What kinds of steps?

Small ones usually. You know, you let yourself think about them until you can't.

[she tilts her head to one side slightly]

So I would . . . think about getting through my day without him? In small steps?

Event Log: Is It a Wonderful Life?

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