where do stars go when they cannot fall?

[amethystic]

Who: Felicity and You
What: That goodbye log/plot thing I promised like a month ago-
When: Early Fall/"September"
Where: ????
Warnings: tbd!

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[ghostharasser]

[This calms him somewhat but it only proves his theory- sort of. That it's more like being called back to the ocean. Where one returns to the depths, becoming another small soul in and endless abyss. The ocean is comforting. It's home. It's where all sleepers begin and end and will live a hundred lives and more.]

[It means good-bye for now but not forever.]

[He takes a deep breath. Fel was the first person who talked to him here, made him feel welcome, and forced him out of sleeping in the ruins of his old house. She was like the cool older sister he never had. He's going to miss her.]

[But when home calls to you, you can't resist it.]

...Okay. Then... It's a pull you can't resist, right? I-

[The pictures-]

I-I have something for you.

[amethystic]

I could, but it might be worse? I-

( beat's given her his own reassurances. )

I'll be okay. There's a path to wherever I'm going. So- maybe it's just that I need to be somewhere specific, but- you guys can still visit. I don't know.

( fuck. she should have used magic to sneak out, because she can't handle this. she feels like she's going to cry and she hates it. )

... What is it?

[ghostharasser]

[All this confirms what he's thinking. He nods.]

[It does occur to him suddenly, that she's a star and that where she's going might be a star shrine or something like that. Maybe she's being called to help them...? He hopes it's something like that and not something sinister actually but-]

[He pulls himself together and hands her a small stack of photos. They're photos from around the grove. She's in some of them! But there's also a few of just people she likes and knows. There's photos from the beach, and cookie house, stuff like that.]

I don't have very many since I still have like a ton of film to get through but- take these.

[He takes a deep breath, looking up at her again.]

Photographs are like memories. Wherever you go- it could be through the woods, or into another world, the ocean the sky- if you can take these with you, then, maybe it will keep these memories alive for you.

[amethystic]

...

FUCK.

( it may seem horribly angry at everything, but mostly the exclamation is just... sad as she wipes her eyes with her wrist. she should have just vanished in the night, then she wouldn't be crying at being shown basic kindness before the heavens claim her- )

... T-thank you. I- give me a moment, I only have the one hand...