[The sound of wind roars in the background - a fan turned on high, maybe, or he's standing at an elevation where the wind's kicked up enough for him to think.

He's avoided this network for a long while now, to clear his head, to ... process everything. The distance has been good for him. He sounds like his usual cross, unfriendly self when he ( Read more... )

[The sea's foaming up, dashing so violently into the rocks like it wants to merge and blend into the shore. The pull is so strong here it's physically painful, but Sasuke remains there, with pale arms slung over his knees and his chin braced down, hunkered there while the wind snatches at his hair and clothes.

All around him is an outline of ashes.

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