Wandering all over Glacia
Glacia had already celebrated her first Remembrance Day and was almost to her second, but it was just going on a year for Momoko and Dinah since the final atrocities and they wanted to pay their respects and check up on a few things.
And it was a good thing that time ran different in Glacia, or they'd never have the time to drag people all over ( Read more... )
And it was a good thing that time ran different in Glacia, or they'd never have the time to drag people all over ( Read more... )
Kundersom had never had any physical damage to recover from, so you wouldn't know what had happened here until you went up to Horsetooth Pass. The smoke was gone. It ended up getting dispersed with a few days and the people finally returned. Things are harder there now, and some people have left again, because of the way the wood and cloth corrodes and the land is poor now.
But some people are still there. Because it's their land
A long low rock stands at the opening to the Pass, hiding among the white and gold flowers that can and will grow here. In that rock is carved a message:
In remembrance of those lost to the storm. We remember. With gratitude to the Village of Taiga, and the Court of Lady Karla.
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How can I feel this much pain, this much shame and guilt... and not remember them?
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He shrugged a little.
//After a while, you come to accept that it isn't your job to remember those faces. There will be families there to do that for you. It's your job to remember what happened, to do your best to make certain that there's no reason to add more faces to the list of those lost.//
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Momoko breathed deep. "I told Jaime once, we don't get the luxury of choices in our job as heroes. That we make decisions right then, based on experience and that as a hero we have to remember it and use that for the next time."
"But I've never made the decision to not save someone. To leave a person behind to die." She tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. "It's happened that I couldn't save everyone, that people didn't survive whatever it was I was fighting against. But making the choice..."
"And I don't remember them."
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//It's a horrible choice to have to make,// he murmured, //to have to choose between the ones panting on the ground or the armload you've already got. To have to accept that you could try to go back for them, but that leaves everyone you've got a chance at saving at a much higher risk.//
He flexed his hand into a fist. Relaxed it again.
//You saved lives that night. Some died, but far more lived. You did that.//
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"C'mere, luv," he murmured, beckoning her closer and then holding open his arms. "They've been mourned, I promise you that. Mourned and remembered. They've probably got stones marking where they've been laid to rest, and however they went, they're at peace now. But if you want, I can take you into town, and we can ask after where they were put to rest. You can apologize to them, make your peace, learn their names and hold on to those. At the end of the day, what their faces look like isn't half so important. Faces change, but names..."
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Because Momoko was one of those people who could see smiles even when they weren't visible.
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He shrugged his shoulders faintly.
//If I didn't, I'd have given up a long, long time ago.//
He very nearly had.
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"But then, that's a hero talking. We're not allowed to give up. We're supposed to be the goodness."
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He leaned back a little, trying to catch her eye.
//Different lives, different experiences, I suppose. Where I'm from, heroes and goodness frequently don't actually have a hell of a lot in common. Perhaps we're all more 'soldier' than we care to admit.//
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"Thank you."
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//... For?//
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