A/N: Still not mine.

Title: Fallen
Prompt: Lapse, verb (3): (lapse from) to stop believing in or practising your religion
Rating: PG
Words: 100

Mostly, he had no regrets.

It was over five hundred years since his very first acorn.

"I return you to the earth," he'd mumbled at his parents' prompting, "and claim the gift that is my right."

His eyes rolled back in ecstasy as the blue sparks flooded his body, suffusing him with magic and life. Incomparable

Thirty years later, he was still running hot. There was no use for magic in the tunnels.

The thrill of stealing gave him twice the rush. But it wasn't the same.

Mulch watched Holly plant her acorn, and remembered.

He had no regrets. Mostly.