04-18-2020, 10:51 PM
[font=trebuchet ms]To think, that a normal morning could be turned on its head in a single sentence.
"I can't hear them."
It was just four words, and yet the vocalization yanked Rin out of her thoughts, her eyes going wide. Clony's voice, she recognized, vibrating in her head in its usual way. What wasn't usual was the distortion in their voice, the words themselves contorting in pain. She would know that profound sense of despair anywhere.
"Why aren't they answering?"
Her eyes stung, but she blinked back any semblance of tears as she approached Clony, watching them tremble uncontrollably in what she knew to be grief. If "they" were anything like those she had known, they were lost, likely never to be found. They were never coming back. They-
-stared back at her, the rain dripping from their eyes, their frames, their shadows. The scent of ash clung to the metal scraps where there had once been the smell of family, where there had once been home.
"...Who are they?" Rin asked quietly, standing beside Clony, her eyes cast downwards. It was going to hurt, she knew. Thinking of the long-gone, the out-of-reach, the bitter end they faced... she was asking them to contemplate a hole where someone should have been. There had been someone, and now there was no one. She wouldn't have been surprised if they declined to answer, or even lashed out in rage.
But... maybe they would find some peace in sharing their story.
/ish
"I can't hear them."
It was just four words, and yet the vocalization yanked Rin out of her thoughts, her eyes going wide. Clony's voice, she recognized, vibrating in her head in its usual way. What wasn't usual was the distortion in their voice, the words themselves contorting in pain. She would know that profound sense of despair anywhere.
"Why aren't they answering?"
Her eyes stung, but she blinked back any semblance of tears as she approached Clony, watching them tremble uncontrollably in what she knew to be grief. If "they" were anything like those she had known, they were lost, likely never to be found. They were never coming back. They-
-stared back at her, the rain dripping from their eyes, their frames, their shadows. The scent of ash clung to the metal scraps where there had once been the smell of family, where there had once been home.
"...Who are they?" Rin asked quietly, standing beside Clony, her eyes cast downwards. It was going to hurt, she knew. Thinking of the long-gone, the out-of-reach, the bitter end they faced... she was asking them to contemplate a hole where someone should have been. There had been someone, and now there was no one. She wouldn't have been surprised if they declined to answer, or even lashed out in rage.
But... maybe they would find some peace in sharing their story.
/ish
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