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All My Past Lives
by Eri
Chapter 1: Fall From Grace
Macalia stood watching Claire. Her beautiful long blonde locks dancing in the morning breeze. She looked so much like his past love. His once a life time ago soul mate. Aineias, her golden blonde hair as rich as the sands of Taranis, her deep blue eyes, as enchanting as the oceans of Lantea.
But alas, Claire is not Aineias. Where Aineias is all intellect, Claire is a breath of fresh air, a rich laugh on a lazy morning. Both are elegant and beautiful as the days are long. Both full of admiral traits. Different yet so alike. No Claire is not Aineias, but Aineias is also not Claire.
When Macalia had spoken to Claire, the few times he dare. He had told her he was a soldier. He had not lied, but he is no longer a warrior. After he and the others left Lantea, he began to pursue sciences. No need to fight any longer.
He continued to watch Claire, mesmerized by her easy nature. Leaving ascension for Claire means giving up everything; endless knowledge, knowing everything about anyone in the universe on a dime. None the less, when his life here on Earth is done, he will re ascend. Return to grace.
Slipping from the light Macalia sat down beside Claire on the park bench. Lightly grasping her hand he smiled at her. Smiling back Claire leaned against his shoulder.
"Hi Mac." She softly says.
"Hi Claire." he responds with a red tint glazing his cheeks. Her voice is as pure as sunshine and as refreshing as the first spring rain.
This may not be ascension, not ever lasting knowledge and pure light, but as he sits quietly with Claire. Enjoying the peace he realises he doesn't need all that to be happy.
TBC