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soheartless) wrote2013-09-01 01:35 am
soheartless) wrote2013-09-01 01:35 am
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Once upon a time...
There was a prince who was locked in a tower. His kingdom had been conquered by a dark king who was known for his ravenous greed, and he sealed off the prince from his people whom he loved. Alone and desperate, the prince was overwhelmed by sorrow until a miracle appeared. A swan had come to his window, and her feathers concealed letters from the people he missed so dearly. Day after day, the swan returned, bringing him more words of hope and well wishes from his people. These letters helped to rebuild the prince's heart, and he started to have hope again. One day, the swan decided to fulfill that hope. She lent him her wings, and with them he soared to freedom. The wings wore down as he reached land, and the prince was free to lead his people again. It was only then that he realized that by giving up her wings, the swan had trapped herself in his place. She was never seen again, and with that, all of the happiness that the prince had found began to crumble away.
In fact, it is said that this prince never smiled again...
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[Today, Mytho's wandering around town has something closer resembling meaning to it. Sure, he doesn't live near enough Duck to immediately notice her absence - nor does he come across her path on a daily basis. But he's still searching for her, without stopping. He goes around various locales around the town such as the library, the bakery, the fountain and most places around the plaza. And throughout his search, he specifically looks sad. He had felt that heart shard return to him the previous night, and that emotion - the emotion of sorrow - has been weighing on him ever since.
He will often stop passerby to ask them:]
Excuse me. Have you... seen Duck?
[Or, he may instead ask.]
Do you know... where Tutu is?
[Everyone knows Duck and Tutu, right? But all along, in a way, he knows. They're both gone. He's been able to feel it, ever since he woke up. He's not sure why both Duck and Tutu are associated with his feeling... He just knows that it feels like a piece of his heart is gone.
The search is over when night falls. He sits at the edge of the fountain, wallowing in this sorrow. And wishing he had the strength to try to dance.]
There was a prince who was locked in a tower. His kingdom had been conquered by a dark king who was known for his ravenous greed, and he sealed off the prince from his people whom he loved. Alone and desperate, the prince was overwhelmed by sorrow until a miracle appeared. A swan had come to his window, and her feathers concealed letters from the people he missed so dearly. Day after day, the swan returned, bringing him more words of hope and well wishes from his people. These letters helped to rebuild the prince's heart, and he started to have hope again. One day, the swan decided to fulfill that hope. She lent him her wings, and with them he soared to freedom. The wings wore down as he reached land, and the prince was free to lead his people again. It was only then that he realized that by giving up her wings, the swan had trapped herself in his place. She was never seen again, and with that, all of the happiness that the prince had found began to crumble away.
In fact, it is said that this prince never smiled again...
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[Today, Mytho's wandering around town has something closer resembling meaning to it. Sure, he doesn't live near enough Duck to immediately notice her absence - nor does he come across her path on a daily basis. But he's still searching for her, without stopping. He goes around various locales around the town such as the library, the bakery, the fountain and most places around the plaza. And throughout his search, he specifically looks sad. He had felt that heart shard return to him the previous night, and that emotion - the emotion of sorrow - has been weighing on him ever since.
He will often stop passerby to ask them:]
Excuse me. Have you... seen Duck?
[Or, he may instead ask.]
Do you know... where Tutu is?
[Everyone knows Duck and Tutu, right? But all along, in a way, he knows. They're both gone. He's been able to feel it, ever since he woke up. He's not sure why both Duck and Tutu are associated with his feeling... He just knows that it feels like a piece of his heart is gone.
The search is over when night falls. He sits at the edge of the fountain, wallowing in this sorrow. And wishing he had the strength to try to dance.]
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Well, yeah. It's safe back in your world, right?
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There has been... danger.
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[Now Emil looks a bit uncertain too.]
What kind of danger?
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The... the raven.
[And then he goes into a whisper.]
I was becoming a raven, too.
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[That's... well, it's weird, but Emil isn't quite sure why it would be so dangerous, unless it was permanent or something.]
That sounds like some kind of a curse or something. ... there is some way to undo that... right?
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[He is clutching at his chest now.]
I had... more of my heart. But the blood running through my veins... It was the raven...
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[This is getting very confusing. Mytho clutching at his chest like that is cause for concern, though.]
I don't think I understand any of this... I'm sorry. So... you had your heart, but you were a bird? Is that what you're trying to say?
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What I'm trying to say... is something like that. I know that... [Now it's his head that's bothering him, the pain of remembering.] as I gained pieces of my heart... raven's blood came with it.
I believe that it... changed me.
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... wait, you're saying that getting pieces of your heart back will bring raven's blood. Does that mean we shouldn't be doing that? I don't want to hurt you in the process...
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[He looks down, uncertain.]
You don't have to help me.
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Some of you... did talk about devotion. Devotion to one's... friends.
[And he starts to move, slowly... slowly going into a dance.]
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[But he trails off as Mytho starts to dance, just sort of staring at him.]
... Mytho? What are you doing?
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[This is a very odd time to be doing that.]
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I understand everything about dancing. I feel like I... prefer it.
Emil should dance...
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You should still dance.
[Mytho says as he twirls around the boy.]
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[And he tries to mimic Mytho's movements, though he's nowhere near as graceful. His attempts are more fumbling than anything else.]
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Yes. Those are... movements.
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[But at least he's trying, so A for effort?]
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[A for effort indeed. And Mytho then moves alongside Emil, gently taking his hand for a moment to try to guide though a graceful movement lunging forth.]
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... well, it's not the most graceful step ever, though it's at least a little better than his previous attempts.]
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