[ A weight she acknowledges, but cannot carry. And though it would be easy for the words to be bitter, self-pitying, they remain soft as ever. A best friend that you've known a long time -- she's never had anything like that. She had her twin brother, back in Neo Domino, but there is a difference between siblings and best friends. They didn't even get along most of the time, and they spent much of it roaming between the forests of guilt and resentment, anyway. Besides that, the brother that had joined her in the City had gone back, and grown up without the her that'd done the same. It was not the separation of universes that grieved her, but of years. She can pretend to see his face in the mirror, but she hasn't beheld it since when she could see with two eyes.
Best friends in the City were short, fleeting things: a year here, a year there. And then, her emotional stopgap, the important person she left behind... well, there was no hope there, was there? She knows she's never going to see him, the one who she's needed so much, ever again.
Her fingers pick at her bare wrist in absent habit, seeking affection no longer present. ]
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[ A weight she acknowledges, but cannot carry. And though it would be easy for the words to be bitter, self-pitying, they remain soft as ever. A best friend that you've known a long time -- she's never had anything like that. She had her twin brother, back in Neo Domino, but there is a difference between siblings and best friends. They didn't even get along most of the time, and they spent much of it roaming between the forests of guilt and resentment, anyway. Besides that,
the brother that had joined her in the City had gone back, and grown up without the her that'd done the same. It was not the separation of universes that grieved her, but of years. She can pretend to see his face in the mirror, but she hasn't beheld it since when she could see with two eyes.
Best friends in the City were short, fleeting things: a year here, a year there. And then, her emotional stopgap, the important person she left behind... well, there was no hope there, was there? She knows she's never going to see him, the one who she's needed so much, ever again.
Her fingers pick at her bare wrist in absent habit, seeking affection no longer present. ]
But a little risky, too.