Who told you so, dilly dilly, Who told you so? ‘Twas my own heart, dilly dilly, That told me so.
ouch is one of the most intimate, romantic ways to be close to someone else. The Town knows this very well -- the Town wants everyone to be as close as possible.
Perhaps that's why this bonding is so...aggressive.
Because you're in for quite the shock on this otherwise peaceful day when you brush against the next person on your path.
Maybe you're going out of your way to touch people. Maybe you've got a terrible urge to just see what's lurking in someone's heart. Maybe you trip over a conveniently placed rock -- whatever the cause, you're getting an up close and personal look into someone else's heart.
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[The rest of the way is fairly short, given their pace. Soon they reach an entrance that seems to plunge straight into darkness, with not even a speck of light in the distance to light the way.]
This is it. The flames must have went out some time ago.
[Upon taking this path, they'll quickly start to feel as though they've been walking without making headway.]
Be calm, my lady, and let us return to the castle.
[He turns around with the intention of leading them back. After a while, he comes to a sudden stop. They've walked long enough to be back where they started, yet here they still are—and the longer they stumble in the darkness, the more apprehension wraps around them like a heavy cloak.
Berkut exhales, clearly agitated.]
How can this be?
[If nothing else, the darkness seems to whisper this into their subconsciousness: they're alone with no way out.]
[Upon lighting the darkness, they'll find themselves in a pitch black space, as if they'd left the tunnel and dropped to the bottom of a dark sea. There's a pervading sense of being adrift in a dangerous place.]
[His mind latches onto the kind touch, and it does as suggested before Berkut can think twice. The darkness around them wobbles, then pours down around them like a heavy storm to reveal a silver garden. Radiating a gentle warmth, the light from the beautiful garden overtakes the scene—and both Maribelle and Berkut find themselves returned to Chroma.
[He presses his lips together, though the perplexed furrow in his features remains. For her sake, he takes a step to the side, putting more space between them.]
[She nods once, but then looks straight ahead, her expression going back to seriousness.]
... You handled it well. Have no shame in what you went through. It will only get rougher from here... so keep your head held high. We shall persevere, as we did today. As we shall always do.
[Unwilling to appear cowed by the idea of future events, he straightens.]
Yes, of course. My pride is not so weak that it would break from this. What trials and tribulations Chroma may put us through are nothing that we as nobles cannot overcome.
[And she means it... though she also thinks he may need some help down the way. Not that there's anything shameful about it, some are just more stubborn than others.]
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ouch is one of the most intimate, romantic ways to be close to someone else. The Town knows this very well -- the Town wants everyone to be as close as possible.
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[The rest of the way is fairly short, given their pace. Soon they reach an entrance that seems to plunge straight into darkness, with not even a speck of light in the distance to light the way.]
This is it. The flames must have went out some time ago.
[Upon taking this path, they'll quickly start to feel as though they've been walking without making headway.]
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... And ages!
... And ages!
... and... huh.]
... You're... certain, this was the right way?
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[They've yet to stumble headfirst into a wall. Darkness so pervades the hall, however, that they can barely see each other and nothing else.]
But we've walked for too long. As I thought . . . this may not be the way out.
[The farther they walk, the more they'll get the feeling that an increasing pair of eyes is watching them.]
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[He turns around with the intention of leading them back. After a while, he comes to a sudden stop. They've walked long enough to be back where they started, yet here they still are—and the longer they stumble in the darkness, the more apprehension wraps around them like a heavy cloak.
Berkut exhales, clearly agitated.]
How can this be?
[If nothing else, the darkness seems to whisper this into their subconsciousness: they're alone with no way out.]
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... I am reluctant to do this, but it may be our only way through this.
If I use my tome, it may light the darkness here, albeit temporarily.
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You may be right. If you would . . .
[Upon lighting the darkness, they'll find themselves in a pitch black space, as if they'd left the tunnel and dropped to the bottom of a dark sea. There's a pervading sense of being adrift in a dangerous place.]
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Elfire!
[A hot stream of fire shoots out, but as she said, it's only temporary. Though given what they see...]
... What?! There's... there's nothing here!
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[How are they even able to stand?]
We should not have come here. The tunnel leads to the tower of the Faithful, and they are without honor.
[Unbeknownst to him, perhaps this is why his heart has warped the tunnel thus, cutting them off from everything.]
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[Do they hold the key to their freedom?]
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[He gestures around them, not that she can see it.]
This is not a path I would take under normal circumstances. Perhaps that is why it appears this way.
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... No matter what evils they've done, they are human, in the end. You must try to see them that way... It might give us the light we need.
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Naturally, my lady. No matter what they've done, they are still human. That is why I cannot do what you ask of me.
. . . Even if there were light, there is nowhere to go.
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[She touches his shoulder.]
This is your land and your world. If you cannot picture it, it will not be there.
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Berkut can only gasp.]
How . . . ?
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... Well then. A bit of a stubborn trip, but at least it's over.
... Come now, Sir Berkut. You are of noble blood - it's unseemly of you to gape so.
[Just a bit of teasing!]
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Quite so, my lady.
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... You handled it well. Have no shame in what you went through. It will only get rougher from here... so keep your head held high. We shall persevere, as we did today. As we shall always do.
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Yes, of course. My pride is not so weak that it would break from this. What trials and tribulations Chroma may put us through are nothing that we as nobles cannot overcome.
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[And she means it... though she also thinks he may need some help down the way. Not that there's anything shameful about it, some are just more stubborn than others.]