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Part 2 of Geneva Wrenn's Origins SMP Tales , Part 3 of Geneva Wrenn's SMPEarth Tales, Part 37 of Geneva Wrenn's QSMP Tales , Part 39 of Geneva Wrenn's DSMP Tales , Part 3 of Wrenn's The Realm SMP Tales , Part 63 of Wrenn's Favourite Fics
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2025-04-07
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The Tragedies of an Immortal Heart

Summary:

"To live in hearts we leave behind is not to die."

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A poetic character study about my favourite characters since I joined MCYT, as a celebratory fic for 100 stories posted.

Notes:

Hello!

I never imagined I'd reach a point where I am posting my 100th fic on this site, a helluva achievement I am very proud of. Originally I had another idea of the story I wished to post but it's taking more time to come together and this one just feels right. I wrote it impulsively to submit to the Realm's library per Bekyamon's request but it evolved from there and reignited my love of writing in such a style. Perhaps I shall try again soon but for now, I welcome you to the culmination of 3 years of MCYT fixation plus my longtime love for immortal characters, and hope you enjoy <3

Summary quote credits go to Scottish poet Thomas Campbel.

(See the end of the work for more notes.)

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Totem of gold, totem of old

How long can you outlive your friends

Totem of death, totem of rest

Memories of thousands, millions of ends

Regeneration powers may be a blessing to some, but to those of immortal flesh it is merely an undying tomb

 

Demon of death, demon of forever breath

How many friends must you reap

Demon of gray, demon of decay

Try as you might, you will always be the one laying others to eternal sleep

Some you take pleasure in putting to death, others you will regret until your last breath

 

Being of creation, being of endless nations

Entangling yourself in the lives of others

Being of time, being of prime

Never found a place to call home until you met your special one

Until yet again the function you swore yourself to separate you apart, and you felt lost without your heart

 

Avian of crow, avian of hollow

Your bleeding heart leaves you attached

Avian of the sky, avian who cannot fly

Too bad tragedy struck before they hatched

Doomed to be the mentor to students who will long outlive you, evaporating like the morning dew

 

Moth of radiation, moth of extreme dedication

Reaching for a goal many will not achieve

Moth of a forgotten king, moth who misses everything

Just how long do you have until you are forced to leave

Your stubbornness is a boon, yet will also be your doom

 

Warrior of honourable code, warrior from the lands of snow

You hide your weaknesses behind walls of steel, failing to account for those you made a deal

Warrior of power, warrior who refuses to cower

Will your spirit ever heal

You pretend to stay afar, but that’s easily broken by those who become your star

 

Anarchist of bloody warfare, anarchist with the distant stare

The only company you are used to is your own, sat upon a lonely throne

Anarchist of despair, anarchist who finally found an heir

Fated to become a living history of dead people

Always recording what happens around, journeying across ancient ground

 

Souls of forever, souls of the severed

You are fated to wander from world to world without a true home

Souls of immortal flesh, souls of never death

Your feet will endlessly travel across forgotten stone

Archiving memories of the lost, for a most agonizing cost

Notes:

Please feel free to give a kudos or comment your favourite part! Seeing those always makes me smile and it would be pretty POG! <3