Written in the Sun and Moon (But never foretold in the stars)

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Written in the Sun and Moon (But never foretold in the stars)
Characters
Echora/Xaverie Sylvr, Echora & Xaverie Sylvr, Echora & Tempest Darkshard, Xaverie Sylvr & Tempest Darkshard, Echora & Xaverie Sylvr & Tempest Darkshard, Echora, Xaverie Sylvr, Tempest Darkshard, Avery Walker, Mateo Nixon, Vincent Nocturne, Solanine Nocturne (mentions of)
Tags
Fluff Angst Slow Burn Magic Pre-Canon Other Additional Tags to Be Added Fluff and Angst Sad Ending POV First Person Slow To Update No Smut How Do I Tag Spoilers Fantasy Canon Universe Magic-Users sun and moon tales of ilios - Freeform made up religion
Summary
‘You two are like the sun and moon. While you yearn to be together, you never can, because although you are written in the sun and moon, you have never been foretold by the stars.’A pre-canon story about Echora & Xaverie Sylvr.
Note
Hey everyone! So, I doubt you’ve heard of this fandom, Tales of Ilios, or TOI, as it's a game that is in very early development, created by myself, Evren / the author. This features two of the main characters in the story, Echora and Xaverie, and while this could technically be fanfiction, everything you read here is canon in the Tales of Ilios universe. The story takes place on Ilios, a fictional world that is created by children, some years before the current Tales of Ilios storyline - but after the children stop interacting with the world. With that being said, I hope you enjoy the first public works of my world!

Chapter 1

Written in the Sun and Moon (But never Foretold in the Stars)

One - The ending before it began

 

  There are many types of love in this world. The love that is felt between guardians and mortals. The love between parent and child. The love between friends. The love between two people inexperienced with love, the ones who feel a burning passion to be together, the ones who have fallen out of love who feel the spark coming back, the ones who will be together till the end.

  My love seems to be none of these.

 

  Many people see me, Echora, as the moon, a moonchild, a delicate force of magic. I appear like a spirit, like Solanine, our Goddess of prophecy, death and the moon.

  They see Xaverie Sylvr as the sun, a blazing inferno of power, someone to know and respect. She appears like a real human, like Vincent, our God of light, life and the sun.

 

  The sun and the moon aren’t supposed to end up together. They spend day, after day, after day running to each other, trying to be with whom they want most. The one person they are unable to have due to the lack of the prophecy they needed.

 

  Our minor gods and goddesses take the form of the stars. They are our messengers, the saviours of Ilios. They appear as normal human beings and deliver the prophecies to us, often cryptic, in such a way we do not know they are prophecies. The things Solanine Nocturne paints decide our futures, whether it be jobs, homes, friendships, relationships - everything is known by her. Unfortunately I had the pleasure of receiving one of these prophecies from Vincent Nocturne himself… or the lack of one, I suppose.

 

  As I watch her walk away from the shoreline and back up Equeron Cove, headed towards Starwallow, I glance at the primrose she left on the sand, with its dead leaves. I think about what could’ve been if only we had our futures prophesied to be together, instead of the separate paths we are destined to walk. After a while I lose hope of her returning to me, and slowly retreat into the ocean.

  For while we were written in the sun and moon, we were never foretold by the stars.