but he thinks of the tower of the time and the prince of the white road kingdom. of the archivist of the mud whale, telling him that even though his country was long gone—if he could tell the story of his people, they would live on in the memories of others.]
... My homeland of Amonlogia is a country on the Sea of Sand. We don't have much land, as it continues to erode each year, so buildings are stacked on top of one another like an overflowing toy box. The canals are filled with traders' ships, and coded messages of many colours flit through the air like butterflies.
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For a long time, I was blinded to its heart. But after meeting new friends on the Sea of Sand, I... want to see the people's faces again—to see how they live, and how they shine even with the troubles that plague our land.
... At the start of the week, Susato told me about things one does in the snow like snowball fights, since it was my first time seeing snow. I've come to rather hate it by now, but it was nice at the time.
In any case, there tend not to be drastic changes in weather where I'm from, beyond the possibility of sandstorms depending on how far into the sea you travel.
[ It is just a short memory of watching the sun rised over tattered buildings... The snow has mostly melted and nature overtakes the ruined skyline, between the cracks, and blooming past fallen concrete debris. Some of it is unearthly, very alien, but it's beautiful nevertheless. ]
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You want to know what happened?
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[ He doesn’t care if Rochalizo killed. ]
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[just. no.
but he thinks of the tower of the time and the prince of the white road kingdom. of the archivist of the mud whale, telling him that even though his country was long gone—if he could tell the story of his people, they would live on in the memories of others.]
... My homeland of Amonlogia is a country on the Sea of Sand. We don't have much land, as it continues to erode each year, so buildings are stacked on top of one another like an overflowing toy box. The canals are filled with traders' ships, and coded messages of many colours flit through the air like butterflies.
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For a long time, I was blinded to its heart. But after meeting new friends on the Sea of Sand, I... want to see the people's faces again—to see how they live, and how they shine even with the troubles that plague our land.
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... You know this won't be the end. Perhaps there is a chance you can see them again. [ ... ] So I don't want to hear such a lonely story.
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I don't intend for this to be the end, no. There are things I must and will return to, one way or another.
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[ Keep the spirit even IF YOU DIE. ]
So I request a happier story.
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there's a pause where you can tell that he's really struggling to think of one]
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Gives Rochalizo a moment? ]
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yjh is seeing firsthand that rochalizo doesn't really have a lot of general memories he considers happy]
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[ oh my god. ]
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... At the start of the week, Susato told me about things one does in the snow like snowball fights, since it was my first time seeing snow. I've come to rather hate it by now, but it was nice at the time.
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In any case, there tend not to be drastic changes in weather where I'm from, beyond the possibility of sandstorms depending on how far into the sea you travel.
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You wouldn't have been able to see it in this place, but the spring bloom that comes after winter's snow is quite beautiful.
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It is a familiar looking shard from Otamo. Come touch. ]
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Your home?
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