Hope Estheim (
actualizedname) wrote2012-02-08 09:02 am
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[IC - update post]
[Earlier this morning a tiny teenaged boy went out to explore ruins in camp.
Some time later, said tiny teenager reappears at the outskirts of camp, eleven inches taller, thirteen years older and very confused.]
Somehow, I think I'm lost.
Some time later, said tiny teenager reappears at the outskirts of camp, eleven inches taller, thirteen years older and very confused.]
Somehow, I think I'm lost.
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No. But she will be. Now that I have the time...
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Serah could see the future. Like the seeresses of Paddra. The more she saw, the more it burned her life away. She knew this. She knew this all along.
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[at that, she just turns to start walking away]
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[he swallows, blinking]
But there will be a way.
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Even if it sounds like I messed up.
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