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pulseof_life) wrote2013-08-28 07:50 am
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Oerba, Gran Pulse, Wednesday
Rather than remain in New Bodhum for the day, though they would return there for the night, Caius teleported them all to the ruins of a village. The buildings were made of metal (heavily rusted) and wood, which had held up surprisingly well under the ravages of time. Inside the buildings, personal things could be found: combs left on dressers, a few ancient photographs, and neatly folded blankets forgotten on the ends of beds.
A wide road cut through the village and a broad staircase led down to a murky beach. On top of one of the buildings, an overgrown fountain and the remnants of a garden could be found.
Powered crystal, which looked like snow from far away, and like sand close up, choked the side streets and surrounded the village.
"Welcome," Yeul said softly, "to Oerba."
[NFB and for them that have been invited. The theme songs for Oerba are: Dust to Dust and Ruined Hometown.]
A wide road cut through the village and a broad staircase led down to a murky beach. On top of one of the buildings, an overgrown fountain and the remnants of a garden could be found.
Powered crystal, which looked like snow from far away, and like sand close up, choked the side streets and surrounded the village.
"Welcome," Yeul said softly, "to Oerba."
[NFB and for them that have been invited. The theme songs for Oerba are: Dust to Dust and Ruined Hometown.]
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"When you've seen so much of the world, does it get easier to stop looking?"
It would be good to know. He was probably going to be around for a while, after all.
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"Have a reason to move forward into each day," Caius replied. "Otherwise time will swallow you whole. No one can stand to feel the breadth of pain the world has to offer."
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"I guess, so long as I can keep finding a reason to move forward, maybe eventually I'll stop looking back."
What he had to look forward to each day was only a limited time offer, after all. He might as well be functionally immortal. Very few people really were.
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Nothing that he really wanted to linger on, at least. Nothing that was real.
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Caius knew pain.
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"No past is," he said. "People might not speak of their pasts but the horrible things build us as much, if not more, than the good. And they think of them, even if they do not want to, when there's nothing around to distract them."
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It was nothing personal, Evan.
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"I've... tried to distance myself from it," Evan murmured. "I don't want to be anything like it. Not if I can help it."
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"If that's all you have, you can't hide from it."
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There was a desperate note in that, yes.
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What if it swallowed him whole?
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