- Ann.: I'm just trying to get out of writing down but have a post AA6 Klapollo scribble thought -
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The only thing I wanted to do was to hold your hand. I didn't think it would turn out this dark, us two in hospital, you the injured and I the crying person beside your bed. This day was supposed to be a perfect day, you and me on a date somewhere romantic. Hell, I'd even have just stayed at your place, watching movies or talking or whatever you'd have wanted to do. But fate wouldn't let me. Because fate never let me be happy.
"Reunion was awkward", I told Mr. Wright, avoiding his gaze. I didn't mean to talk to him but he was the only one around and the only one willing to listen. So I talked. "Klavier changed. He's not the same he used to be and did definitly not fit into Khura'in. On the surface he's the same. Still doesn't get along with Ema in the end. But we're in two different worlds again. Now more than ever. And why did he come to my office ..."
I couldn't tell Mr. Wright that I still had flashbacks to when Dhurke unexpectedly appeared in the agency whenever somebody familiar suddenly decided to reenter my life - because Dhurke's return hadn't been anything pleasant for me and it still hurt to think about it. I couldn't tell Mr. Wright that I didn't sleep well at night when I feared that fate would take another important person from me - that I was happy to be alone in Khura'in because it felt safer that way. Maybe it was just a mind-thing, a sick idea that had eaten itself into my brain and wouldn't let go. And it was real to me. But I still couldn't say it out loud because then it seemed silly to have this mindset and I'd rather not say.
Klavier, I hate that you came to Khura'in. I hate that both you and I got swayed by the moment and mounted your motorcycle and I hate that I had the idea to show you the place I grew up in. The mountain paths of Khura'in, of course they're not safe enough for vehicles. That's why we're mostly walking. And I shouldn't have listened to you when you assured me it would be fine and I should have known better -
and now you're lying here in this bed, small and pale and silent, and I'm sitting by the side and holding your hand because that's the only thing I can do now.
That and pray that fate won't take another person dear to me away from me.
