Apr 14, 2010 12:55
Spring lingers in the air now, winter fading into the white of memory. I saw the first signs of life springing up from cracks in the sidewalk, and perhaps it is because I've grown so used to it that the city doesn't seem so grim.
The quiet atmosphere has been unsettling to a degree as silence often precedes some catastrophe here. But it also comes as a relief.
Life progresses as normal here. People arrive and unexpectedly depart. We become sad to see those we've grown fond of leave in spite of wishing to be happy they've made it somewhere safe and familiar.
That's the difficulty with our unique situation. Those spread across time and worlds, the deceased returned to life, we can only meet them here. It is human nature to form bonds with others, however temporary, however much we know we will inevitably have to part ways without so much as a chance to say 'goodbye'.
So for those who have arrived; welcome. Though this place is troublesome, please bear with it. You will see home again.
For those who have gone; goodbye. I hope that we can one day meet again in better circumstances.
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