That's a very good guess, but you're off just a little.
[He sits up straight, the best he can in his state, so that he can speak like he would when giving a lecture of some kind.]
I once explained to another that Death is not absolute, but rather, is the onset of transformation and change. I may "die" soon, but it is a happy thing. It means things have begun to change.
( though she frets gently, she doesn't interrupt either. she just watches his expression, before her hand finally squeezes is- it couldn't have been anyone but pure vanilla cookie. vanny... )
He and I will become one, and I will finally leave this tower.
[His hand gently squeezes back.]
I was worried ...that I might not have ever woken back up. We felt a loss so great, I fell into a deep slumber, a darkness swallowed me, but I called out and you answered. Thank you.
That was never within your control. Don't... think that that is a guilt you have to carry, okay?
( and then he does that and she can't help but fluster because it's shadow milk, but it's not, but it's the man she had admired so and despite everything she really doesn't have a lot of this sort of experience- he may be amused by a little squeak that she's pretending didn't happen.
...
after a moment, lily leans forward, cupping his cheek opposite of the cracks with her own free hand and presses a soft kiss against said cracks. making her own move does not make the blush on her cheeks fade any. )
... I... do too. But what happens now that I'm here?
Oh, my dear ...The guilt I carry has brought ruin to civilizations.
[But maybe that's something else they have in common.]
[Before he can say anything else, she is leaning forward and- oh! That ...such a soft gesture. He looks gobsmacked for a moment, truly caught off guard, but then his cheeks flush and he has to avert his eyes for a moment. Goodness. Spin his stardust hair around his fingers.]
I- W-well! This is ...but a dream. It will fade in time. Would you like to help me water the flowers until then? The Milkcrown have ...have really gotten out of hand...
( she's quiet for a moment. he and vanilla may have been two halves of a whole... but she and this man... are mirrors. good intent leads to hell, knowledge leads to madness, despair leads to carnage. and all that remains in the aftermath are them- bullet shells, hollow with grief.
maybe, with how much she hates herself- the lily who left vanny behind at the spire, and dark enchantress, and yes, herself as she is now- maybe she never would have liked shadow milk cookie off the bat.
...
at least he's cute when he's flustered. normal things to think about a man you definitely don't have any feelings for. )
[Ah, he settles down a little. The Fount of Knowledge was not flustered, he is an illustrious professional! He braids his hair a bit out of nerves, or perhaps excitement? Before he is looking for the edge of a table to try and pull himself to his feet with.]
There is a watering can ...ah.
[He must have dropped it at some point, its over on the ground some distance away. There's still a bit of water left in it, though.]
...I seem to have made a mess before falling asleep. Forgive me.
[But yes, just so. The can fills with water as soon as she has it righted. He stands there a bit holding onto the edge of the table, trying not to make it too obvious he needs the support. He's fine, he's doing very well. He smiles.]
Is that so? You should tell me a little more about yourself, I would be interesting in knowing more.
[He knows quite a lot already, but its no fun to just Know. He likes hearing it from the person.]
( she hesitates for a moment. because not all the comparisons are flattering. but as she starts, she begins watering the flowers. )
... I grew up in a small village, with a weak and brittle body. I wanted to know everything I could, because it was interesting- and... because I wanted to make life better for cookies like me.
I wound up attending an academy. Your academy. And I found... your work, but marked with a lily. It felt like destiny, in a sense. ( and destiny is the sword of damocles, especially to idealistic children who won't see it for what it is. ) ... I kept searching for knowledge, for truths I wasn't meant to know.
The things I've learned have hurt people. But... I love them all the same. I always will.
[The headmaster of the Blueberry Yogurt academy, yes, he remembers this version of himself, this shard. He actually has a lot of fond memories of being that person. Of getting to walk among excited students, of being there to personally mold young minds. He was allowed then, under that guise, to become a little more himself.]
[When his corruption started to seep in visibly, he had relinquished that school to the hands of his successor, and had entrusted it from then on. For it to have lived all this time ...it's a legacy he can be proud of, he thinks.]
How curious, that lily...
[The flower had caught his fancy, for sure, but did something drive him, too? he wonders, and for once, he hasn't the answer.]
Truth ...it can be painful, yes. Knowledge, too, can bite like the end of a sharp blade. I ...am sorry that the Knowledge has caused you pain. That I cannot offer you the fleeting salve of Deceit to ease it.
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[He sits up straight, the best he can in his state, so that he can speak like he would when giving a lecture of some kind.]
I once explained to another that Death is not absolute, but rather, is the onset of transformation and change. I may "die" soon, but it is a happy thing. It means things have begun to change.
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Don't strain yourself...
( though she frets gently, she doesn't interrupt either. she just watches his expression, before her hand finally squeezes is- it couldn't have been anyone but pure vanilla cookie. vanny... )
... What... what's going to happen, after?
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[His hand gently squeezes back.]
I was worried ...that I might not have ever woken back up. We felt a loss so great, I fell into a deep slumber, a darkness swallowed me, but I called out and you answered. Thank you.
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( she knows she's not who they yearn for. her gaze falls. )
But I'll be there all the same. I promise. ... And, I will be there when you call.
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[He lifts their hands to give hers a gentle little kiss.]
I look forward to the day we can see each other on the other side.
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( and then he does that and she can't help but fluster because it's shadow milk, but it's not, but it's the man she had admired so and despite everything she really doesn't have a lot of this sort of experience- he may be amused by a little squeak that she's pretending didn't happen.
...
after a moment, lily leans forward, cupping his cheek opposite of the cracks with her own free hand and presses a soft kiss against said cracks. making her own move does not make the blush on her cheeks fade any. )
... I... do too. But what happens now that I'm here?
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[But maybe that's something else they have in common.]
[Before he can say anything else, she is leaning forward and- oh! That ...such a soft gesture. He looks gobsmacked for a moment, truly caught off guard, but then his cheeks flush and he has to avert his eyes for a moment. Goodness. Spin his stardust hair around his fingers.]
I- W-well! This is ...but a dream. It will fade in time. Would you like to help me water the flowers until then? The Milkcrown have ...have really gotten out of hand...
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maybe, with how much she hates herself- the lily who left vanny behind at the spire, and dark enchantress, and yes, herself as she is now- maybe she never would have liked shadow milk cookie off the bat.
...
at least he's cute when he's flustered. normal things to think about a man you definitely don't have any feelings for. )
Yes, I can do that.
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There is a watering can ...ah.
[He must have dropped it at some point, its over on the ground some distance away. There's still a bit of water left in it, though.]
...I seem to have made a mess before falling asleep. Forgive me.
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( silly.
lily takes the can- if it's a dream, could she just... will it to be full once more? )
... You remind me of myself. How strange.
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[But yes, just so. The can fills with water as soon as she has it righted. He stands there a bit holding onto the edge of the table, trying not to make it too obvious he needs the support. He's fine, he's doing very well. He smiles.]
Is that so? You should tell me a little more about yourself, I would be interesting in knowing more.
[He knows quite a lot already, but its no fun to just Know. He likes hearing it from the person.]
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( she hesitates for a moment. because not all the comparisons are flattering. but as she starts, she begins watering the flowers. )
... I grew up in a small village, with a weak and brittle body. I wanted to know everything I could, because it was interesting- and... because I wanted to make life better for cookies like me.
I wound up attending an academy. Your academy. And I found... your work, but marked with a lily. It felt like destiny, in a sense. ( and destiny is the sword of damocles, especially to idealistic children who won't see it for what it is. ) ... I kept searching for knowledge, for truths I wasn't meant to know.
The things I've learned have hurt people. But... I love them all the same. I always will.
I'd die for them, without question.
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[When his corruption started to seep in visibly, he had relinquished that school to the hands of his successor, and had entrusted it from then on. For it to have lived all this time ...it's a legacy he can be proud of, he thinks.]
How curious, that lily...
[The flower had caught his fancy, for sure, but did something drive him, too? he wonders, and for once, he hasn't the answer.]
Truth ...it can be painful, yes. Knowledge, too, can bite like the end of a sharp blade. I ...am sorry that the Knowledge has caused you pain. That I cannot offer you the fleeting salve of Deceit to ease it.
[Doing so would likely hurt them both.]
I admire your will, to carve out your own path.