dead Emiya, do not eat (
steelmyself) wrote2016-01-03 06:22 pm
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who stole your heart and the key?
In the dark, you taste something sweet and tart on your tongue, almost like apple but not quite: pomegranate juice, out of nowhere. A hint of something metallic accompanies it.
You fall down.
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You fall down.
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[ She glances around. ]
Where is this place?
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Why are you so interested in it?
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There's no such thing as heroes.
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A distant rumbling roar of deep, pained distress echoes throughout the land. It seems to come from both above and below at the same time.
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What was that?!
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[ She glances around again, looking to see if she can spot the source. ]
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An enormous serpentine form arches high over the blasted earth, its rosy-gold scales gleaming. Both ends of it disappear over the horizon; its head and the ends of its tail are nowhere to be seen.
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...That's definitely not a seahorse...
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Nearby, the boy keeps tugging at the sword.
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[ She shakes her head, then glances back at the boy. ]
Do you want help with that?
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[ She looks up at the dragon. ]
Can you hear me?
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[ She turns back to the boy. ]
Before I go— what's your name?
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