[ She lets out a soft puff of air, almost a chuckle at those words, chin coming to rest on her hand. ]
I didn't use to see things that way.
[ Being the only one to survive, well... some would say that was an extreme stroke of fate. It never felt much like a blessing, in the century that followed, though. Only now has her opinion started to shift. ]
Everything's gone, you know? The people, our customs, even our language. [ She's the only thing that's left, her and the wisteria. She keeps her tone distant and light, not wanting to do more than scratch the surface of the depth of the loss. ] Even though I survived, sometimes I would wonder why I couldn't have just stayed with everyone.
[ .... ]
Lately, though... I'm grateful to have this second chance at life. With all of you.
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I didn't use to see things that way.
[ Being the only one to survive, well... some would say that was an extreme stroke of fate. It never felt much like a blessing, in the century that followed, though. Only now has her opinion started to shift. ]
Everything's gone, you know? The people, our customs, even our language. [ She's the only thing that's left, her and the wisteria. She keeps her tone distant and light, not wanting to do more than scratch the surface of the depth of the loss. ] Even though I survived, sometimes I would wonder why I couldn't have just stayed with everyone.
[ .... ]
Lately, though... I'm grateful to have this second chance at life. With all of you.