glitch [★] raining somewhere else

[suvi.]

[align=center]— T͏O̴G͠ETH͏ER̕ ÁT̴ ̸T̕H̶E ST͏ART̶ O͏F̀ ̵TI̡M͏E —

Disagreeing memories fell into the commonplace for the petite vixen now.  Flashes and recollections causing her to pause and shake her head in confusion because it became hard to distinguish between the thoughts' origins.  Kiira?  Suvi?  Did it matter now?  As merged as they were... They weren't two individuals anymore.  No matter how jumbled her mind felt at times.  Separation not a possibility.

Unfortunately, a particularly conflicting memory kept invading the forefront of her mind.  The face of a kind dire wolf.  A soothing voice.  Motherly.  A mother.  Her mother.  I̸̡ ̶͜h͢a̷̛̕v̷͡e no̢͠ ̴̨̧m͡ot̴͠her.  Well.  True now.  Without a doubt.  She was only a memory.  A broken memory.  Fighting the contradictions of another's life.  I̸̡ ̶͜h͢a̷̛̕v̷͡e no̢͠ ̴̨̧m͡ot̴͠her.  All it was... A memory.  E̶v̸̕͢er͘̕yoņ͜͝e goes͜͟ a͏͞ẁ͢a͡͡y̡.́̀͘.

Young as the then, separate Suvi had been, nothing could have been done.  Nothing but natural causes.  Illness.  A common cause these days.  E̶v̸̕͢er͘̕yoņ͜͝e goes͜͟ a͏͞ẁ͢a͡͡y̡.́̀͘.́ Nothing but broken memories in the end.  Nothing but echoes in the minds of those left behind and she always stood among that lonely crowd.  Trying to hold her smile.  But when had she last smiled?

The fox stared blankly towards the library.  Old.  Home.  But she couldn't step back inside.  Her paws never made it past the door anymore.  E̶v̸̕͢er͘̕yoņ͜͝e goes͜͟ a͏͞ẁ͢a͡͡y̡.́̀͘.  So she found other places to sit.  Other tasks to do. Of course, Kiira felt fairly certain she must have double-checked her medkit's stock five times just this morning.  And nearly all her books might as well be verbatim now.  But if she didn't move somehow the ghosts caught up with her.  Memories.  Echoes.

So the medic tried practice.  Took one of her oldest books from her small cabin and sat it down in front of her.  An usual spark of life ignited in her mitch-matched hues, truly focused.  For a moment.  Just trying to raise the book in the air.  Just like she's done before.  Move.  Focused.  For a moment.

The tome might have levitated a few inches before her paws disappeared.  Fully invisible.  Distracting.  Her concentration shattered apart like glass.  As the book hit the grass, the vixen's entire body faded away.  A second later, she was scrambling on top of a nearby roof, only semi-visible, legs trembling beneath her.  Ḑ͡A̵͞MN̶̨ ̛͞I̢͟͢T́͘

✯ — suvi kiira ní faoláin. female. medic of tanglewood. beta of the typhoon. arctic fox.  ref. bio.