Ignoring the slight tremor in his hands, he turns to the store in front of him. He runs his hands down his chest smoothing out any creases or wrinkles in his outfit. He pulls into a parking spot and gets out. Magnus maneuvers the car around the town square. Magnus can’t decide if the lack of change pleases or disappoints him. Mostly, everything remains as worn and drab as he remembers it. The only new additions appear to be a new gas station on the corner and a dollar store he passed on the outskirts of town. And the green awning above the door to Imogen’s Bakery has faded to a dingy yellow. The neon “OPEN” sign in the window of Taki’s Dinner remains only half glowing. ![]() But as he turns down Main Street, Magnus finds the green paint is still peeling off the facade of Hodge’s Hardware. Magnus slows the car down, peering out the windows wondering what changes the town has made over the years. With that thought, Magnus focuses on the road in front of him, however, he is surprised to find he is already entering the town. Magnus preferred to keep looking forward. Don’t replay the devastation on Alec’s face that last night in Alabama, just finish the project for Fashion Illustration class. Ignore the bruises on his arm and instead get ready for a date with Alec. Don’t think about the screaming match the night before, instead look forward to playing with friends after school. He learned at an early age to deflect the things that brought him pain, to put up walls to prevent the hurt from getting in. Which irritated Magnus because the past contained only hurt and heartache. He’d been in the godforsaken state for less than 24 hours and found himself thinking about his childhood more in that meager timeframe than he had in years. He shakes his head clearing the images in his head. When Magnus finally snuck back into his bedroom early the next morning, he fell into bed and slept soundly for the first time in weeks. They made s’mores, played Truth or Dare and told ghost stories while wrapped in blankets around the fire. He, Alec, Jace, Izzy, Simon, and Maia spent the night at the Lightwood’s tiny fishing cabin on the water. They practically kidnapped him, forcing a clean hoodie over his head, and pushing him onto his bike. He had begrudgingly opened the door to find Alec standing there and his friends on their bikes in the driveway. ![]() But Magnus remembers the pounding knocks on his door that Friday that couldn’t be ignored. He planned to hide the weekend away, his grief too fresh for fun. Magnus was thirteen when the carnival flyers brought him dread instead of joy. The festival was their time together, a few hours of freedom from the tension and tears of home. They would play games, munch on caramel apples and after the sun went down and the air became chilled, they sipped hot chocolate before going home. Magnus’ family didn’t have much when he was growing up but the festival was a spurge his mom treated him to every year. In Pigeon Creek, the highlight of the season is the Fall Festival when the town square is shut down and transformed into a small carnival. And Magnus has always been fond of bold color choices. ![]() The foliage begins to change as Mother Nature paints the world in bright reds, golds, yellows, and oranges. It’s the season of cozy sweaters, bonfires and pumpkin spice. Autumn has always been his favorite time of year. With the radio silent, the only sounds are the hum of the engine and the fresh October air swirling around him from the open windows. So a leisurely drive through the scenic back roads of Alabama feels.indulgent. Time isn’t something he has much of back in the city. Good Reads, Hunter's Moon Fic Recs, Best works ever Stats: Published: Completed: Words: 52121 Chapters: 11/11 Comments: 455 Kudos: 1582 Bookmarks: 311 Hits: 25774 Background Simon Lewis/Isabelle Lightwood.The Shadowhunter Chronicles - Cassandra Clare.The Shadowhunter Chronicles - All Media Types.
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