Ninth Strike - [Voice]
[Well, after Presea had seen a few people singing over the journals, and especially after talking to Mrs. Brisby a few days ago, Presea decides it's high time she joined the cool people and sang something over the journals as well. For her daddy to hear. Now, even though all of her logical side was blaring loudly the improbability of that ever happening, but Presea ignored it. Other people were singing, right? Surely it just had to be something people here did. That was all. ...Really.
So, after a while of really plucking through her memories, Presea finds a song she recalls being sung to her long ago. She used to sing this to Alicia when she was small, too. Each time she cried... Sometime around sunset, the pigtailed girl's soft, quiet voice can be heard singing this over the journals, from her room. It's relatively hushed, and not too bad at all, but once she gets to the louder bits of the song it's easy to tell she's getting into it.
When she's done her song, she just kind of...sits by her window and stares out lazily. Yes, she was homesick. She just didn't know or understand the constrained feeling in her stomach and chest. Presea clocked it up to being sick, though she was faintly sure she was in good health.]
I'm alive...I'm alive.
...
Daddy, Alicia...can you hear?
So, after a while of really plucking through her memories, Presea finds a song she recalls being sung to her long ago. She used to sing this to Alicia when she was small, too. Each time she cried... Sometime around sunset, the pigtailed girl's soft, quiet voice can be heard singing this over the journals, from her room. It's relatively hushed, and not too bad at all, but once she gets to the louder bits of the song it's easy to tell she's getting into it.
When she's done her song, she just kind of...sits by her window and stares out lazily. Yes, she was homesick. She just didn't know or understand the constrained feeling in her stomach and chest. Presea clocked it up to being sick, though she was faintly sure she was in good health.]
I'm alive...I'm alive.
...
Daddy, Alicia...can you hear?