Prompt: Star
For years, Jesse Blackthorn had been a sort of ghost. He was trapped between the worlds of the living and the dead, not quite within either, though he considered himself dead. Only two people could see his ghost: his mother, Tatiana, and his sister, Grace. They were all he had for seven years, all that had ever seen him-
Except for Lucie Herondale.
They had first met in the forest. Lucie had been too young for him to think of her as important in any way. He had gotten her back to her house, and that was that, he thought. He never believed he would see her again.
But he did, seven years later, and she was his age now. And she could still see him.
They talked, they joked, they touched, they fell in love.
For all the years in which Jesse was a ghost, the sky was pitch black. But Lucie had brought a new life to his world. She was a star in the dark night.
He would die again for her, or for her brother or parabatai or anyone whom she cared for. But that was not what she wanted. She wanted him to live again. She wanted to raise him from the dead.
And she did.
"Live."
The voice seemed to tear through his consciousness.
"I command you to live."
Then, once again, Jesse was alive.
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