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❝ 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙨 𝙜𝙖𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙤 𝙬𝙖𝙩𝙘𝙝 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙝𝙖𝙨 𝙗𝙚𝙚𝙣 𝙚𝙩𝙘𝙝𝙚𝙙 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙞𝙧 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙡𝙡𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙨 𝙨𝙤 𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙜𝙤.❞

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𝖂𝗛𝗔𝗧 𝗜𝗦 𝗘𝗧𝗘𝗥𝗡𝗜𝗧𝗬?

Golden syllables our mouth can form but our mind can't grasp, dripping from our tongues like honey, bright light consuming them - eternity is nothing we understand, without a beginning and without an end it is abstract and unbelievable, even more distant than the stars.

Because we are just mortal, we don't understand the work of gods.

Imagine being eternal, for all times, for all lives, to watch falls and rises, death and birth and rebirth. Imagine watching wars and eras of freedom, watching the tides destroy the shore while new landmass forms and mountains arise, frosty snow glistening in the light of a ephemeral sun, imagine watching the seasons change over and over again.

Imagine watching change for all times, to never die and never fade.

Eternity.

It is everywhere and nowhere, everything and nothing. Eternity is all the time and all the lives and so much more, it is the fabric our world is made of and of which we just share a mere split second.

A prayer on our lips, a whisper down our spine, breathing down our necks, a sweet promise that will never be fulfilled and no one can reach.

Because we are just mortal. We don't understand eternity. It is a weapon of the gods, something divine, blending us with its blazing light every time we catch a glimpse of it. Eternity is something to find faraway between raging stars, inferno of the worlds and cemetery of a galaxy, and even further than that.

But that's not the whole truth about eternity. We don't have to go that fare to reach it, because the ones that are lucky enough might be able to catch a glimpse of it.

A flicker of whats beyond.

Because we can find it in ourselves.

𝕿𝗛𝗘𝗬 𝗛𝗔𝗩𝗘 𝗙𝗢𝗨𝗡𝗗 each other.

They have found each other in a desert underneath red and golden skies, with the sand still warm beneath their feet and the wind bringing the scent of the desert and whispers of change.

Two golden orbs blaze through the evening sky and paint the whole world in hues of orange, red and yellow, shining against the inky darkness on the opposite horizon. It looks like fire itself has flooded the dunes beneath, dust swirling and wooshing ever an endless ocean of sand bathed in fiery light by the dying sun.

The wind sings of eternity as it caresses their faces, sprinkling them with golden dust, in a sweet duet with fate. In the past few days and nights there has been a change in this universe, the galaxies and the stars itself have awoken again, there have been rumors and whispers. And now the stars are raging, they are moving in new patterns, new ways are made and the path of the galaxy is at crossroads, while the stars rage and rage and rage, picking up pace, beating with a new rhythm. Raging and raging.

But for now they are still, unwavering in the indigo sky on the opposite edge of the golden suns. Silent witnesses of the happenings in this desert, waiting, hesitating for one last moment.

And the stars gather to watch what has been etched into their constellations so long ago.

They have found each other in the silence before the storm, and what has begun in the light of two moons will end in the fire of two suns.

Their eyes are still the same, the spark in them hasn't changed while the skin around them has gone wrinkled and their hair silvery. And now they stand in front of each other, tripping, falling, flying with no words to say.

How can simple words ever express what they feel?

A moment fragile like thin glass, but about to burst with this whirling storm of emotions.

( Eternity? What is eternity?)

She is the first to break the silence. She has always been, never able to remain silent for too long.

"It's been some time, hasn't it? " Her eyes twinkle as they catch the last sunbeams and turn them into molten gold. "I do hope you recognize me at least, won't you?"

He doesn't answer, he just raises his hand and lies it on her cheek, soft and gentle. Like he is afraid that she will vanish, that she is just and illusion, a fata morgana in the swirling sand and that her figure will crumble to dust the moment he touches her.

But finally they bridge the distance between them, finding themselves in each others arms. She rests her head at his pounding heart, wrapping her arms around his waist and back, while he pulls her closer and rests his head on hers, softly kissing her hair, breathing in the sweet, familiar scent. It have been years, decades, since they have been that close – they both never knew just how much you can miss someone. It feels like coming home again.

( Eternity is everything and nothing, and it's a part of us just as we are a part of it.)

Hot tears are falling onto his robe, but she keeps her eyes shut tighltly as more tears are streaming over her face.

And just like flowers they rise, stretching out, reaching for the sky again. Flower petals unfolding, in the middle of a desert. Because each other is all they need.

"It really has been some time, " he finally answers. They both know the question she asked doesn't have to be answered, they could never forget each other's faces in a million years.

After some momets or years they separate and look at each other. Their eyes meet, filled with tears, ocean blue and golden brown, just the way they have looked at each other in what seemed like another life. When they were surrounded by the shadows and ranks of a poisonous court, entangled into an endless dance around truth and lie, pretense and reality.

( We can find eternity. )

The skies are red and gold and the two old people are holding the most precious thing for each other tight and close.

Because, finally, they have found each other again.

𝕾𝗢 𝗪𝗛𝗔𝗧 𝗜𝗦 eternity?

Eternity is nothing we understand, it reaches far more further than our mortal lifes could ever comprehend or touch. But somehow we still do, because we all carry it in us, in our hearts and souls – because aren't we just like the stars? Rising and raging and surrendering? Love, compassion, rage, fear – all sides of the same coin, all burning infinitely inside us, in the hearts of the generations after us just like in the ones before us.

Maybe these emotions are eternal.

(A sweet promise, a light of the divine on our earth...maybe love and eternitiy are quite similar after all. )

Maybe we can find eternity in those moments were time stands still, where our universe holds its breath, just to let it go and shake our stars. Maybe we can find it in people we truly love, in love so strong it reaches across the stars and across galaxies.

Eternity can be in moments and it can be in us.

Neira Alberya has catched a glimpse upon eternity, and the universe has granted Obi-Wan Kenobi the same. On a desert planet, sandy dunes burned by twin suns, sky like an inferno of gold and red and orange – they have seen eternity in all its terrifying beauty.

Our universe is eternal.

Stardust is eternal.

But maybe we are, too.

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✧･ﾟ:* 𝕬𝘜𝘛𝘏𝘖𝘙'𝘚 𝘕𝘖𝘛𝘌 *:･ﾟ✧

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they make me 🥺soft🥺

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hm anyways

and oops yes i started with the end - but believe me it will all be vv sexcy later

ANYWAYS some of you might still know my old prologue, i think i posted it last summer or smth, but this is the new version!! let's hope it stays 🥴 but please tell me what you think of it, i'd love to hear your thoughts!!

chapter one is coming vv soon 👀

anyways byeeee love uu