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J U L I A / our lady of the trees

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[ourladytrees]

[ the man who isn't a man knows her name. is he the one she'd called to? whoever he is, he is beautiful and terrifying to behold, the sight of him comforting like an old friend but also vaguely intimidating. he is something other, something powerful in a way that is given and not earned. the way he holds himself reminds her of a god but he lacks the cruelty she's come to associate with most deities who deign to address humans. that's a good sign, at least. maybe she'll survive this encounter, after all.

taking his hand, julia lets go again as soon as she's standing, his touch both unnerving and intriguing for the power that is so evident in him. she stares at him in awed apprehension for a moment, lost in those dark eyes that should be scarier than they are, before she finally finds her voice again. ]

Thank you.

[ if he knows her name, what else does he know about her? that she'd dreamt of magic and fillory as a child and found her soul fulfilled when she'd learned they were both real? did he know the horrible person she'd become in her relentless pursuit of magical knowledge, the way it had become almost like an addiction that caused her to hurt the people she loved? did he know how hard she'd worked to be better only to have a god—

persephone's son, reynard the fox. a trickster and a monster who had assaulted and murdered countless women simply because he could. julia had spared his life at the request of persephone, and in thanks she'd given julia that seed of divine power. she'd hated it when she found out where it came from; she'd wanted nothing of that monster. but through acts of penance, she'd grown that spark into a brilliant flame. restoring the sentient forest that she'd destroyed when she'd been without her soul. healing others, answering prayers. saving the earth faeries from slavery...

she'd been determined to be different from the other gods. she was going to create new worlds and protect them, not delight in their torment and wipe them clean when she grew tired of them. but she'd never even had the chance to start before she sacrificed her power to bring back magic. the decision isn't one she regrets, the world needs magic, but she aches with the loss of what could have been.

does she want him to know any of that? it'd probably be better if he didn't, but she's not the one with power here. but just how much power does he have? ]

Are you... one of the Endless?