![]() ![]() By the point Camille had come into Magnus’ life, he was tired of it all, but let himself take a last chance a last shot at putting his hand in the fire and hoping it wouldn’t burn. Of course, break-ups are a commodity in the world of relationships, but, at some point, a tinny voice in the back of Magnus’ mind warned him to not get too attached, because he would always end up alone. He understands these feelings aren’t meant to be timeless, because even other warlocks or vampires he’s been with had never stayed as soon as the flame of affection dimmed. But for an immortal, love, like everything else, is only temporary. His eyelashes flutter as droplets of water hang onto them, only to slip down his nose and chin, catch on the sharp edge of his jaw.Īt first, he had hope - a romantic at heart, Magnus loves like he lives, to the fullest. He’s not sure why he’s thinking about all of this, old loves and the many years he remembers maybe it’s the date or the repetitive motions that leave his mind wandering. Magnus tips his head back, letting the water from the showerhead spray over his face. Whether it was his cat eyes, past deeds or something else entirely, the relationships never lasted, each leaving behind a new fissure in Magnus’ soul. Some people stuck around for longer, held Magnus’ hand and went with him on dates, but, sooner or later, they always fled. Single night flings he remembers as clothes draped over furniture, long hours tasting like liquor and laughter, followed by parting ways. There have also been lovers, many of them. They’ve all made his life different in their own ways and he will remember them, even if the world forgets about their existence. There have been other acquaintances, warlocks he worked with, loyal clients, and random downworlders whose presence Magnus enjoyed immensely. He’s made great friends, like Catarina and Ragnor, who’ve stuck with him through thick and thin, made unforgettable memories and annoyed him out of his mind in the most loving way possible. But there have also been years of peace, when he was free to indulge in adventures, his studies and pleasures of life. He’s lived through many wars, fought to keep himself and his kind alive against all sorts of evil. Magnus has lived over four centuries on this earth, watched it evolve before his very eyes. He turns the shower lever and waits until steam rises from the stream of water, then steps in. Immortality doesn’t mean invincibility - Magnus has learned that the hard way - but there is a specific sense of freedom in not having to count your years. He’s always felt stationary, almost solid against the waves of time for Magnus, there’s no end line in sight, no set rules, no bracket to keep him contained. ![]() Sometimes, Magnus hears people say ‘We haven’t seen each other for so long!’ when it’s been a year or five, and it makes him smile. They dream of being remembered after their years have rushed by, whether for something worthy of fame or just simple photographs set in frames on homely mantelpieces. They plan out the years, goals to be achieved, memories to be made in the right order. Aware of the final line, they try to live out every fantasy before their hourglasses run clean. What does time mean to an immortal being? Soulmate (noun) - a person with whom you have an immediate connection the moment you meet a connection so strong that you are drawn to them in a way you have never experienced before. ![]()
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