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Deer Country TDM overflow continued from here, which was continued from here.

Date: 2021-09-30 06:22 pm (UTC)
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['realms.' it's an unusual bit of vocabulary, and Blue's not sure how true it is. he considers that for a few steps...that and the boy's confusion on planet.]

...In a way. But it may be...difficult to fully explain. But it isn't wrong...to think of it like that for now.

[for now. he will have to learn otherwise, should he linger here.]

Date: 2021-10-06 10:29 pm (UTC)
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It's called a boardwalk. [Blue's pace slows again, tiring faster.] No ships...come and go from this stretch of beach. But the people...they've built up this place...to greet those of us who wash ashore.

...So it seems...

Date: 2021-10-16 02:12 pm (UTC)
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Or others...like us. [Blue's eyes stay forward-focused, almost out of defiance of the failings of his stamina.]

It's a mystery...I have yet to unravel...

Date: 2021-10-22 10:30 pm (UTC)
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[Blue doesn't give himself much of a break, opting to just continue slogging forward until they reach the boardwalk. level ground, a bench...

he doesn't bother hiding the relief he feels in getting just a hand onto the back of it for support, his body ready to drop.

with or without help, he sets himself down and lets himself exhale heavily.]


Here...there is food. Clothes. Answers...

Some...answers. Not all.

Date: 2021-10-24 11:33 pm (UTC)
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[Blue lifts his eyes to the child once more - now virtually eye-level with him in this way. with a chance to rest, he can take a moment to try and understand the facts of a little person in front of him.

whatever he'd been through...it's sharpened him like steel. echoes of strife and injustice lead to some familiar reverberations within himself, like a water's surface tension just barely disturbed.

should he fear for him now? or be encouraged by a hope that, perhaps, whatever might be ahead of him will be less an ordeal than what's behind?

it's a bit too soon to say.

as for the question:]
I just...need time. You needn't worry.

Go- find your answers.

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