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starwardbestrewn2022-04-30 11:34 am
oncedriven) wrote in starwardbestrewn2022-04-30 11:34 am
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our eyes cast -
Is there ever an itch upon the back of your mind that you cannot scratch?
A feeling of nostalgia, not filled with warmth, but filled with the crunch of bone, a recollection that would make you sick to your stomach if you could see it clearly -
And yet, still you long for it with all of your aching heart?
That's what I felt, passing through the Gates of Judgement. Ishgard's spires, familiar in the distance, suddenly hung over me. I didn't know them. But you...
You didn't know them, either. But something harsh in the back of your throat said that you should.
And that's where I first began to grasp that you were not me...
...Even if it would be a long time before I knew it.
A feeling of nostalgia, not filled with warmth, but filled with the crunch of bone, a recollection that would make you sick to your stomach if you could see it clearly -
And yet, still you long for it with all of your aching heart?
That's what I felt, passing through the Gates of Judgement. Ishgard's spires, familiar in the distance, suddenly hung over me. I didn't know them. But you...
You didn't know them, either. But something harsh in the back of your throat said that you should.
And that's where I first began to grasp that you were not me...
...Even if it would be a long time before I knew it.