love comes slow and it goes so fast; nayl

[magnus]

He, too, found it comforting to find companions in other immortal souls. Magnus already knew what it was like to wake up decades later and find that every familiar face was long gone—to find that everyone he’d loved and held dear had either passed away or blown away like dust on the wind. So it was soothing to know that there were those like him, those that would endure, watch the world spin and remain. It was soothing to know that in decades time, he could hunt out Nayl and share a moment just like this.

Laughter rung from his mouth at her jest and he rolled his shoulders. “It’s hard to deny that, Nayl,” his scarred mouth curved warmly. Beauty certainly had not eluded her, and he would not have been surprised to learn of the suitors who fought for her attention, who ached to break that ice shield she erected around herself. She cut an intimidating figure, but it would be impossible to not notice the allure that she held.

At her gentle prompting, his grin turned devilish. “A lady never reveals her age,” he made a small tsk noise, tongue clicking against his teeth. “I have seen enough to know that 20 is still young.” It was not only that it had been decades, more than a century, since his birth; it was too difficult to quantify his life. It was too difficult when it was so fragmented, years spent living beneath the ocean, and then in the cosmos, and then back at Beqanna to have immortality injected into his veins, a saving grace.

Her reassurance is kind, but ultimately, he lets it roll off of him. He had stories that would make her skin crawl, stories that would tarnish her understanding of him (there was a darkness beneath his flesh, a bubbling temper, a thirst for war, an intimate knowledge of bloodshed). But, regardless, he had no interest in diving into such stories now—not when the conversation was so light and so easy.

“I have exceptional taste, I will give you that.” Another roll of his shoulders. “And for all my mistakes, they have led me here and it is difficult to complain about such a pleasant day.” A twinkle in his eye as he considered her. 
“Now, Nayl, I do believe I have earned myself a story or two from you.”

out of the blue out into the loneliest place that you'll ever know
I carried the world just as far as I could but the damage had taken its toll