The snow melted away and revealed a beautiful, revitalized Port promise. Voting and green living helped to bring this place back from the brink, and Evergreen harbor is surely grateful for Timber's hardwork.
was brainrotting about SAGAU again and had a thought- what if the Creator aged?
because technically, you're just a normal human, at least in your world, so there's no saying that it doesn't carry over to Teyvat. of course your followers don't know- they see you as the one true god of all the land, the one who created the world with your tears and breath. you don't care for it much, the whole worshipping part, which is why you spend your time with Ajax and by extension, Foul Legacy, instead- they treat you like a person instead of an object to be admired in a museum. of course they both worship you in their own way, but Foul Legacy does it by lavishing you with snuggles and affection; Ajax preferring to drag you along for fun outings and adventures, both of them seeking your praise and love which you're more than happy to give.
sometimes, you think the suffering and pain you went through to get here is worth it, whenever you see Ajax's usually lifeless eyes light up when you kiss his cheek, or when Legacy trills so happily upon seeing you that his vocal chords give out and he can only smush his face against your cheek
they keep you safe, allowing you to live peacefully in Teyvat. their favorite thing is to steal their shared body from the other, Legacy hijacking Ajax's movements and Ajax yanking them back a few hours later, just to make you laugh- it's such a lovely sound, like music and bubbled glass. you go on adventures together, exploring the highest mountains and the darkest depths of the world, for there's not any monster, Abyssal or Celestial, who would dare to harm you with Foul Legacy by your side. slowly, but too quickly, your hair turns gray over the years, smile lines on your face and creases on your hands becoming more and more prominent. for their part, Ajax and Legacy try valiantly not to mention it, despite how you trip and stumble so much more nowadays, your hands always cold and your voice soft, as speaking too loudly makes your throat hurt- they must be imagining it, you're the Creator! you can't age!
Lots and lots of goodbye hugs. Today is moving day for Timber. He’ll miss being back home with his family, but he’s looking forward to this newfound freedom
After going for an early morning jog, Elisabeth is excited to find a cider stand! She doesn’t actually get any cider, instead opting for a bowl of oatmeal instead.
when I die I’m putting specific instructions in my will that my descendants will spread wild ass scary stories about my gravesite so I can become an urban legend in my town
Decided to have a small funeral for Tomi before Cedia and Amina would fly back to Sulani. They placed fresh flowers on her grave, and also replaced the wilted tulips on Luxor's grave. Out of everyone, Cedia was most affected by the dead of her mother. So in true Cedia fashion she decided to take a nap in the middle of the graveyard to deal with her grief. The grave was covered with a stone after they left.