CT : Dark War's Beginning - The Questioning
Crono sat on a large boulder, staring out into the sparkling water. It reminded him of something, yet he couldn't quite put his finger on it. For a long time he stared out into the stormy blue depths of the ocean. He was so transfixed by the swirling waves that he didn't even notice the far away sobs and quick footsteps coming up behind him.
A small gasp from the sobbing figure awoke the new prince with a start. He turned to see his best friend a few feet away, the tears on her cheeks shining in the sunlight. "C-crono....what are....you doing...on my rock?" Lucca asked between sobs.
"Just sitting, but I'm done now." Crono felt guilty for invading his friend's personal space, and didn't feel the need to push further. As he walked away from the rock Lucca's sobs died down and she ran after him.
"Don't you want to know why I'm crying?" she searched Crono's face for an answer.
"I didn't think you wanted anyone to know, you usually come to this spot to be alone," he answered. 'At least, that's why I come here,' he added to himself.
"Oh," still searching for an answer Lucca continued, "I come here because just the sounds of the waves wash away the stench of failure." Lucca said, shrugging.
"Oh." Crono gave an awkward chuckle, then walked away briskly.
Lucca watched Crono leave and then took her place on the rock. 'Crono...why have you been so distant lately?' Lucca was now more concerned for her friend more than her self at the moment. Crono's reaction wasn't right, very unusual. Whenever Crono saw someone down he would always try and find some way to make them feel better. Crono used to make everyone laugh, and yet, here he was avoiding everyone. Lucca started crying again at this thought. Crono become much more serious during the last events of the adventure, but Lucca felt the adventure changed everyone, they all had to toughen up. But Crono didn't seemed relieved that the day was saved, the future restored and that everything went back to normal. Yet he celebrated like there was no tomorrow after the peace was restored, but he slowly drifted away.
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Crono walked, he did his best thinking while walking, so walk he did. So many things have been troubling him lately. Also, he's been building them up, making things a lot tougher to deal with. He was now the prince of the Kingdom of Guardia, he pledged to protect this kingdom. Even if he wasn't a prince he was still a noble, a member of the court and would do everything to protect his king. But after spending a lot of time in the future his view on the present wasn't exactly proud.
In the future he saw the republic working wonders. Each and every person was happy. People lived longer, had time for leisure. The poor were treated with kindness and respect. Everyone went about their daily business not worrying of anyone's problems but their own.
Crono thought it was wonderful how people acted in the future, none of this 'It's the king's fault the economy is falling' or 'Without the King's wishes the crop will surely fail'. Crono was thinking toward the future, or was he?
Crono sat on a large boulder, staring out into the sparkling water. It reminded him of something, yet he couldn't quite put his finger on it. For a long time he stared out into the stormy blue depths of the ocean. He was so transfixed by the swirling waves that he didn't even notice the far away sobs and quick footsteps coming up behind him.
A small gasp from the sobbing figure awoke the new prince with a start. He turned to see his best friend a few feet away, the tears on her cheeks shining in the sunlight. "C-crono....what are....you doing...on my rock?" Lucca asked between sobs.
"Just sitting, but I'm done now." Crono felt guilty for invading his friend's personal space, and didn't feel the need to push further. As he walked away from the rock Lucca's sobs died down and she ran after him.
"Don't you want to know why I'm crying?" she searched Crono's face for an answer.
"I didn't think you wanted anyone to know, you usually come to this spot to be alone," he answered. 'At least, that's why I come here,' he added to himself.
"Oh," still searching for an answer Lucca continued, "I come here because just the sounds of the waves wash away the stench of failure." Lucca said, shrugging.
"Oh." Crono gave an awkward chuckle, then walked away briskly.
Lucca watched Crono leave and then took her place on the rock. 'Crono...why have you been so distant lately?' Lucca was now more concerned for her friend more than her self at the moment. Crono's reaction wasn't right, very unusual. Whenever Crono saw someone down he would always try and find some way to make them feel better. Crono used to make everyone laugh, and yet, here he was avoiding everyone. Lucca started crying again at this thought. Crono become much more serious during the last events of the adventure, but Lucca felt the adventure changed everyone, they all had to toughen up. But Crono didn't seemed relieved that the day was saved, the future restored and that everything went back to normal. Yet he celebrated like there was no tomorrow after the peace was restored, but he slowly drifted away.
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Crono walked, he did his best thinking while walking, so walk he did. So many things have been troubling him lately. Also, he's been building them up, making things a lot tougher to deal with. He was now the prince of the Kingdom of Guardia, he pledged to protect this kingdom. Even if he wasn't a prince he was still a noble, a member of the court and would do everything to protect his king. But after spending a lot of time in the future his view on the present wasn't exactly proud.
In the future he saw the republic working wonders. Each and every person was happy. People lived longer, had time for leisure. The poor were treated with kindness and respect. Everyone went about their daily business not worrying of anyone's problems but their own.
Crono thought it was wonderful how people acted in the future, none of this 'It's the king's fault the economy is falling' or 'Without the King's wishes the crop will surely fail'. Crono was thinking toward the future, or was he?