Love Letters II

{Burning Man}

They found Elijah.

Or at least, they thought they did.

Emir tore through the battlefield—Hunters, vehicles, Celestials—it didn't matter. He was a force of nature, cutting through everything in his path.

And when he finally reached Elijah?

Trap.

They never wanted Elijah. They wanted him.

Someone lunged from the shadows, grabbing onto Emir—before he could react, before he could fight back—sacrificing themselves to teleport him away.

The last thing his people saw was him vanishing.

{Kar Babel}

He knew.

The second his feet hit the ground, he knew.

This was it.

His death.

Purple's prophecy had come to light.

"Where am I?" 

Names were thrown at him, but none felt right. None struck a chord.

Until one did.

"Kar Babel."

He stilled.

Oh.

So this is where it happened.