[So it wasn't all just a dream. Or maybe it was. Maybe she's dead but still dreaming. Does it matter?
[Does anything matter?
[Did she really just let a child die for nothing...?
[Jade doesn't realize how long she's stopped breathing, or when she starts breathing faster. She's clutching the necklace that just feels so empty and useless now -- just like she is, and yet somehow they're here.]
I... I s-see.
[Her wobbling syllables are barely audible by the time she just.
[Fucking laughs.
[Both hands on her face this time, she laughs, joyless and strained. Of course she's weak (no. He didn't mean it like that. Or did he? She doesn't know this person). Of course everything she did amounted to nothing in the end, no matter how hard she tried. No matter how many people had to die or get hurt in the process.
[After several moments, her manic laughter dies down into a quiet sob, until she's drying her tears with the back of her fingerless gloves. She'd take deep breaths, but she can hardly get half of one in her lungs as the reality of it all starts to sink in...
[If everything she dreamt about was the truth, then it's gone. The whole damned world. Gone. Just like that. And if there's nothing, then can she say the High Ones -- the very beings who orchestrate such a genocide each Cycle -- even exist anymore?]
Well, I guess that's one way to end the fucking "game" - can't start a new Cycle if there's nothing left...!
[It's. Certainly one way of "winning". But really, she feels like the loser.
[And here she is, about to have a mental breakdown in front of a complete stranger in a completely strange place. Or did she already just have her breakdown? Who can say. She can't even bring herself to apologize for what probably seems like bizarre behavior. Who the fuck laughs and cries at the same time?]
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[Does anything matter?
[Did she really just let a child die for nothing...?
[Jade doesn't realize how long she's stopped breathing, or when she starts breathing faster. She's clutching the necklace that just feels so empty and useless now -- just like she is, and yet somehow they're here.]
I... I s-see.
[Her wobbling syllables are barely audible by the time she just.
[Fucking laughs.
[Both hands on her face this time, she laughs, joyless and strained. Of course she's weak (no. He didn't mean it like that. Or did he? She doesn't know this person). Of course everything she did amounted to nothing in the end, no matter how hard she tried. No matter how many people had to die or get hurt in the process.
[After several moments, her manic laughter dies down into a quiet sob, until she's drying her tears with the back of her fingerless gloves. She'd take deep breaths, but she can hardly get half of one in her lungs as the reality of it all starts to sink in...
[If everything she dreamt about was the truth, then it's gone. The whole damned world. Gone. Just like that. And if there's nothing, then can she say the High Ones -- the very beings who orchestrate such a genocide each Cycle -- even exist anymore?]
Well, I guess that's one way to end the fucking "game" - can't start a new Cycle if there's nothing left...!
[It's. Certainly one way of "winning". But really, she feels like the loser.
[And here she is, about to have a mental breakdown in front of a complete stranger in a completely strange place. Or did she already just have her breakdown? Who can say. She can't even bring herself to apologize for what probably seems like bizarre behavior. Who the fuck laughs and cries at the same time?]