 t seems like just another day in this place. It's chilly, but not miserable, and there's a bit of holiday cheer in the form of a few of those trees people have managed to decorate.
Of course...there's also the shades, but who cares about those?
They wander, drifting too and fro, following their usual, typical lives as if they have no idea that they're not longer alive, no longer in their own proper home. They walk over the frozen lake in Flavo as if it's not even there, open doors that no longer exist, and settle into rooms that are nothing but rubble.
They're living in a past that only they can see, but perhaps you can see a bit more from watching them?
Only... maybe don't spend too much time with them, lest you start seeming too much like a ghost yourself.
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[ sierra raises her brows, fully turning her attention on him now. he seems so young, so normal and unassuming, but there’s a strange something about him that she’s only noticing now that she’s looking. ]
Would you run into these woods to be with the one you love?
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...I'd rather make society accept us.
[Even if it's a long, hard road.]
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[ and here sierra thought that all teenagers fantasized about running away where no one could tell them what to do or how to behave. it’s a surprisingly noble answer. ]
Here’s another question. Would you be willing to pave the way for others, even if it meant losing your chance at love?
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If it were something that only affected himself, he'd sacrifice his love in a heartbeat, if it meant others wouldn't have to in the future. But wouldn't that also affect whoever loved him, assuming they returned his feelings? Is it fair to take that chance from them, too?]
...I would, if my love were also willing. It has to be unanimous.
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[ but then, he’s clearly considering this all much more seriously than she is—or perhaps she’s already considered it so much that she’s emotionally detached. it’s all in hypotheticals, anyway, as far as she knows. ]
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I don't make all the decisions, that's all.
[Maybe he has considered it a lot, and seriously... but he's still a little closer to the problem. Or maybe it's simply youth talking.]