[HELP. The way you have to specify this because there are multiple stepford smilers in this graveyard LUKE.
It's nice to see some genuine warmth even in the seat of grief, though - even if it's an old, worn grief. They'd just talked about what it's like to sit with loss as long-lived people, after all.]
No need, no need. [To apologize, that is. And then:] I think that's a lovely idea! Your memories are one thing that can't be taken from you, so I think they're just as important to treasure as the things you felt. Both the happy and the sad.
[Sidon was such a tiny little lad... But loss is loss, whatever shape it comes in and whatever scars it leaves behind.
Anyway, the void spits back a memory completely unrelated to familial grief ie the one that i wrote for you that i ended up not giving. now u can have. it is this.]
[ the way i had to brace myself to come back to memshare
their stories of loss, the shared sensation of at once very old grief and very lasting mourning—it's cleared away by a very different scene?? though not one totally disconnected from the last memory he got. he's quiet a moment as he processes. ]
Oh, dear. [ oh dear!!! ] You two do have a complicated relationship.
BUT YEAH!! YEAH. They're 20 different things! Enemies is one of them. Dahut just laughs lightly as the memory fades, looking sheepish.]
We do! [THEY DO...] Fortunately, that situation managed to work out just fine, but... Well! As you can see, Monsieur Scien and I don't always stand on the same side.
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It's nice to see some genuine warmth even in the seat of grief, though - even if it's an old, worn grief. They'd just talked about what it's like to sit with loss as long-lived people, after all.]
No need, no need. [To apologize, that is. And then:] I think that's a lovely idea! Your memories are one thing that can't be taken from you, so I think they're just as important to treasure as the things you felt. Both the happy and the sad.
[Sidon was such a tiny little lad... But loss is loss, whatever shape it comes in and whatever scars it leaves behind.
Anyway, the void spits back a memory completely unrelated to familial grief ie the one that i wrote for you that i ended up not giving. now u can have. it is this.]
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their stories of loss, the shared sensation of at once very old grief and very lasting mourning—it's cleared away by a very different scene?? though not one totally disconnected from the last memory he got. he's quiet a moment as he processes. ]
Oh, dear. [ oh dear!!! ] You two do have a complicated relationship.
[ EVEN MORESO THAN MOTHER/SON!!!!!! ]
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BUT YEAH!! YEAH. They're 20 different things! Enemies is one of them. Dahut just laughs lightly as the memory fades, looking sheepish.]
We do! [THEY DO...] Fortunately, that situation managed to work out just fine, but... Well! As you can see, Monsieur Scien and I don't always stand on the same side.