Theea
one day, I'll be out of time
And I just wanna feel alive
And I just wanna feel alive
Here’s Theea’s closing reply, first person, present tense, closed POV — warm with newfound friendship, touched by Caly’s kindness, and looking forward to more, while closing the scene without leaning into cheese:
I can’t stop the grin that tugs at my mouth, the kind that makes my cheeks ache a little. It’s not just the house that feels brighter now—it’s Calypso too. I like her. Really like her. There’s a spark of something steady and fun about her, the kind of person I can already imagine myself laughing with again, and again.
“I’ll definitely stop by the Hanged Man,” I nod eagerly, almost too quickly. “That way you won’t have an excuse to bail on me.” My tone’s teasing, but it’s wrapped in honest excitement. The idea of sitting with her there, of heading out into Torchline together—it makes this whole place feel a little less overwhelming.
It takes me a second to realize who she means by V, but when it clicks, my smile softens. “Vesper,” I echo, rolling the name with recognition. “I’ll walk with you back up to the city, then. Before I head back to my apartment.”
I cast one last look over the little house, the pale yellow walls glowing faintly in the low light. For the first time in a long while, hope stirs in me—not just for the gods, but for myself. For the people I’m meeting. For the friend at my side.
Then I step toward the door, tugging my father’s jacket a little closer against the breeze, and fall in beside Calypso, the sand soft beneath our feet as we make our way back toward Haulani.
FIN
I can’t stop the grin that tugs at my mouth, the kind that makes my cheeks ache a little. It’s not just the house that feels brighter now—it’s Calypso too. I like her. Really like her. There’s a spark of something steady and fun about her, the kind of person I can already imagine myself laughing with again, and again.
“I’ll definitely stop by the Hanged Man,” I nod eagerly, almost too quickly. “That way you won’t have an excuse to bail on me.” My tone’s teasing, but it’s wrapped in honest excitement. The idea of sitting with her there, of heading out into Torchline together—it makes this whole place feel a little less overwhelming.
It takes me a second to realize who she means by V, but when it clicks, my smile softens. “Vesper,” I echo, rolling the name with recognition. “I’ll walk with you back up to the city, then. Before I head back to my apartment.”
I cast one last look over the little house, the pale yellow walls glowing faintly in the low light. For the first time in a long while, hope stirs in me—not just for the gods, but for myself. For the people I’m meeting. For the friend at my side.
Then I step toward the door, tugging my father’s jacket a little closer against the breeze, and fall in beside Calypso, the sand soft beneath our feet as we make our way back toward Haulani.
FIN
look mama, i can fly
