#i love… thinking about avi’s relationship with azem

[lilas]

wip whensday

ty for the tag @thevikingwoman and also other people who have tagged me in recent weeks 🥰

I’ve been chipping away at a collection of snippets about Avi’li and Erenville hanging out in the immediate aftermath of ENW. And I’m sorry I just tagged you in a post you shouldn’t read, Viking. 😭

tagging no one because it is thursday

[ENW SPOILERS]

The crystal lays in his palm, small and refined into its precise shape. The touch and feel of it is familiar to Avi’li now. Comforting and smooth. Made even smoother perhaps, by how often he’s held it this past two days. In the dim light of his rooms of the Lavelleiur estate, when that dark, lonely memory of Ultima Thule threatens to take root in his heart, the crystal is a balm. Warm and bright and protective and fierce and Avi’li holds it close to his chest like a shield.

He closes his eyes, feels the magic within spark to life and thread with his aether in a nostalgic dance lost to memory and time. Feels his aether answer the magic in kind, and he swears he can almost hear that voice again, soft like a distant song sung under the breath.

“Y’know, it actually spoke to me?” Avi grins at the skeptical look Erenville gives. No, not skeptical, curious. “No shit. I dunno if it was dynamis or magic or whatever other bullshit, but it—they spoke to me.”

“They?”

“One of the ancients. Someone known as Azem.”

Someone known as Azem. Convocation member Azem. Emet-Selch and Hythlodaeus’s dearest friend Azem. The traitor Azem.

“And this is one of the Ancients when you went back into the past?” Erenville scoffs, shaking his head. “I still struggle to wrap my head around that specific feat.”

A slight smile lifts Avi’s lip. Elpis seems so distant and far away now. “We didn’t meet. Guessin’ they had other things to do.”

#i love… thinking about avi’s relationship with azem #endwalker spoilers #lilas wips #ffxiv wips #adventures in labyrinthos