CxA 100 Themes: 60. Resurrect
I should know better than to write during midterms. D:

Written for the CxA 100 Themes Challenge, although it was inspired by this fanart ♥.

Theme: 60. Resurrect
Summary: Thought healing-beyond-the-grave was just a simple magic spell and poof? Think again. (Takes place anytime before AC.)

Great, glorious Gongaga! Ya did it again, man.

She twirls the thread around her finger: sometimes green, white, pulsing, dead. Makes an imperceptible knot, to mend a secret wound. Pricks her thumb on the tip: red ribbons intertwining, the stain of love and roses and blood.

(I always wondered when she became that careless.)

You have to be gentle with yourself, y’know? Fall too far and the legs crumble. Love too hard and the heart breaks. Mourn too long and the soul shatters.

Heh. Well.

She'll fix you. No matter how many times she has to. Skinned knees, split souls, broken eyes. She can fix ‘em all.

She sits in a rocking chair that’s too old for young ancients. She rests your hand on her lap. The needle pierces through the wrist. Your skin is worn with old punctures, but the holes are small ‘cause she uses those real thin needles. Big ones just let the bone show, and who wants that? Nothing flows outta the wounds; you’re kind of dead like us and nothing’s left inside when you’re a spirit, anyway. The measured motions of her experienced hands are hypnotic, stitching skin and bones and veins and tendons together, ‘til the hand is attached to the arm attached to the shoulder attached to the chest.

Moving onto the right arm now.

A cross-stitch to hold the limbs. Oversewing stitches to smoothen the edges. Backstitches for the heart, ‘cause it’s the toughest and the easiest to break.

Call me when you get lonely.

Should’ve been a bit more specific ‘bout that. Sometimes I wish she wouldn’t call me for this. But I need to be here, for you and for her. I comb stray golden hair away from your lolling head.

Whoops, don’t roll away now! Hunting ya down through the Lifestream’s a real bitch.

Shh, it’s okay. Don’t cry, don’t cry. She'll fix ya, every time you break, every time you die, until you live forever and ever.