A screenshot from Archive of Our Own (AO3) which reads: I'll Live Like I've Got Missing Limbs (For You) DeathlessHalation Summary: Grief is a ballet we dance alone, the ghosts of our convictions trailing around us. Glissade-jeté, assemblé--leap, suspended, and fall to land on feet soft as petals. Revenant ruminates as she borrows her grief from the future, for she fears losing the memories she already has. Of loss, sudden life, and love.

I'll Live Like I've Got Missing Limbs (For You)

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Elden Ring Nightreign || Wylder/Revenant/Ironeye || G || 1053 words

It's dangerous to borrow grief from the future--Revenant holds it in her heart anyway.

#novawrites #NIGHTREIGN #wyldeyedoll #nightreignfic

archiveofourown.org/works/75749711

only here can i look at you like i'm meant to by AUO Summary: The Scholar wakes in the middle of the night, and finds himself face to face with an unexpected visitor.

only here can i look at you like i’m meant to

scholar/undertaker | G | 914

little hedgehog, having a dilemma

#nightreign | #nightreignfic | #scholartaker

link: archiveofourown.org/works/75431476