[As the video clicks on, Yuca can be seen crossing along the many graves in the back of cross church. The graves, which are usually faded to obscurity, now all bear his name- Yuca Collabel. They're all dated differently, through different times in history- and there are literally dozens of them, enough to fade into the background. He coughs once ( Read more... )

[Yuca isn't really enjoying the carnival ( Read more... )

...I hope it is permanent.

Did anyone else hear the explosion last night?

I hope everyone is okay.

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I... I need to tell you something.

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I didn't really thank you for- the event. What happened. So- thanks. I'm sorry if I hurt you.

[Quiet footsteps up the hallway, bare toes pattering against the floor. There's a bowl of cereal in his hands, as he moves, humming a soft tune to himself. The way the camera is angled- looks like it fell of the desk at the end of the hall or something- you can't see his face. Just his feet, his legs, the bowl in his hands ( Read more... )

I remember-

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[It's night. The stars and moon cast a dim light on an otherwise darkened room. The kitchen table. Yuca, sitting in a chair, his head resting in his folded arms ( Read more... )

...nice day, isn't it?

[It's not, really. Yuca is staring absently out the window, somehow deep in thought.]

Spring is coming soon. I want to plant more flowers with Rain- show him how. He'd like that, I think.

[He takes a deep breath, seemingly- not there. To those who don't know him extremely well, he just looks sleepy, or like he's just ( Read more... )

[He's standing on the edge of a tall, tall building- the very lip of it- staring out into the distance. As if one slight breeze wouldn't knock him over and topple him to what would probably be his death.

Ys (not Yuca, Ys) takes a deep breath. Looks down toward the ground, lets the wind sway him where he stands. His eyes are hollow, dead. He ( Read more... )