thirtieth memory

[obliviomancy]

XI's gone.

Guess I should have expected that. The City's not supposed to be somewhere you get to stay. Everyone leaves. Maybe I'll be the next one.

I used to think that I wouldn't take the way out even if they gave me a door. That whether I wanted my heart or not, I couldn't just leave him here. He'd probably end up dying for some friend if he didn't

Comments

[doujin_dork]

This is really selfish, but I wouldn't want you to leave. Even though that sort of thing is hard to say, because there's all these curses around. The City doesn't have any sort of pattern for people leaving and coming back.

Stories are fun, though! That sounded like it was almost directly at me, though. They're just nice to know and be involved in.

[obliviomancy]

Why would it matter to you? I know it doesn't. It was just supposed to be thinking. And it wasn't directed at you.

Stories all end the same way. And even if this were one, somehow, I don't think it's mine.

[doujin_dork]

It matters to me because you're my friend. And yeah, I understand, I just- I couldn't really control my thoughts.

Not all stories end the same way, that's why they're different. And no, this one isn't yours. There's lots of stories in the City.

[obliviomancy]

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What's that supposed to mean?

Taking a very long time to type each letter so she won't screw up again.

[doujin_dork]

Well, I mean, it's hard to claim that it's your story in such a big place right?