Dear Chaos, 

I'm not too fond of writing about things that pertain to my life as the aeon of Trailblaze, though this particular incident that occurred yesterday is far too precious to be treated as yet another day in the presence of The Elation. 

It's been around a year since the Elation joined the Astral Express. Trailblazing was never boring to speak of but now, each second passes with chaos as they try to hide their identity from the crew, though it doesn't matter to us even if they're an aeon, we've grown too fond of them during our travels.

Last night, they came to find me again. Unfortunately for me, I was busy as Pom-Pom were reprimanding me for being careless again. I was, however, fortunate enough to witness the Elation appreciating the sketches I had made while they were asleep beside me, their heart laid bare to me as mine was to them. A prominent flush painted their face when I asked them if they liked the sketches and drawings I made of them. Words gave up on them as they tried to reply concisely. 

“You’re my salvation”, they told me. What a funny joke, they were obviously as bright as a sun, their laughter like bell chimes, their eyes so bright, and with them around it wasn't lonely every night as I stared at the stars, meanwhile I was but a traveller, one who never knew how to stay, how to speak to them without hurting them, how to love them without ruining them. How could someone like me be their salvation? They deserve something, someone way better than me, but I'm quite selfish when it comes to them. I don't wish to let go of them just yet. 

I wanted to reply with something that didn't feel sappy or something that didn't sound like I yearn for them, my brain was faster than me though. “You’re my friend, my companion, my muse and my sky, my cosmos, my sun and my soul.” I do not know what had come over me to speak such intimate words, but perhaps, we both needed to hear these words to know what the other truly feels. 

We were heading towards the Rutilant Arena at that time for some festival that had invited us Nameless. We were quite lucky that when The Elation crashed the Express into the arena as they panicked because of my confessions -which was quite rude by the way- no one was injured from the impact of it. It was quite saddening that they had to cancel the festival due to the planet being destroyed to the point it wouldn't be used anytime soon. 

The Elation ran away after this incident and it dawned on me that I might've forgotten to ask for their name as in my mind I kept referring to them as ‘The Elation’ or as the name they went by in their disguise. If we meet again, I hope they stay long enough for me to apologise to them for my misbehaviour and perhaps share a few drinks with me.

With stars and chaos,

Akivili.

[Above is entry #7380 from the journals of Akivili the Trailblaze, on the day after the Rutilant Arena incident. This entry is a part of the journal “With Stars and Chaos”, which talks about the days Akivili the Trailblaze and Aha the Elation spent together till the day of Akivili’s untimely demise.]