[and when she asks this, her voice is gentle, almost hesitant. the last thing she wants is to make her sister feel rejected. especially not here - not in a place where things could be (might be?) different. good gods (and the pthumerians are not good, mostly) if she could muster up enough resolve to greet silco with bitter civility (yet civility all the same) then she could weather this storm. frankly, she's more scared of this right here than of that beach - of mariana's turbulent wrath, or the reckoning's misplaced violent justice. she would rather walk into that ocean ten times over than see hurt that she had caused reflected in her sister's (no longer blue) eyes.]
Do you want me to say it again?
[ home: they are high atop the cityscape - blue flaresmoke floating above them: (are you real?)
here: she has come from the beach through snow and ice to find her sister clutching a rose: (are you real?)
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[and when she asks this, her voice is gentle, almost hesitant. the last thing she wants is to make her sister feel rejected. especially not here - not in a place where things could be (might be?) different. good gods (and the pthumerians are not good, mostly) if she could muster up enough resolve to greet silco with bitter civility (yet civility all the same) then she could weather this storm. frankly, she's more scared of this right here than of that beach - of mariana's turbulent wrath, or the reckoning's misplaced violent justice. she would rather walk into that ocean ten times over than see hurt that she had caused reflected in her sister's (no longer blue) eyes.]
Do you want me to say it again?
[ home: they are high atop the cityscape - blue flaresmoke floating above them: (are you real?)
here: she has come from the beach through snow and ice to find her sister clutching a rose: (are you real?)
if she said it again ...would that make it real?]