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[ it's been awhile since ace got to splendor, yet the weird things that happen continue being, well, weird. tonight he's walking around the wonderland district; aimlessly at first glance. whatever destination he had in mind is now completely lost, as he's utterly distracted by the giant bubbles appearing all over. he doesn't have his camping kit with him like usual, but it's not a problem. wishing was always the solution, right?
. . . except he decided never to wish for anything since last time. so now he's standing under a tree, arms crossed and resting his head back on it to look at the stars, thinking on spending the night right there; after all, it wasn't like anything dangerous could actually happen (and truthfully, that thought was more unnerving than it should be). he remains silent for a moment, listening to the faint sounds of the night before a little bubble floats dangerously close to him, merely seconds prior to bouncing off the leaves above his head.
he's not even gonna try and question why things like that happen, but at the very least, maybe the people who wandered into splendor knew something? after all, this world, no matter how weird, was apparently much more similar to their own than to heartland. he takes the seal and absently talks to it, not really trying to contact anyone since he didn't like talking through it very much, but sometimes it served a purpose. ]
So it's always night after dusk, right? . . . How strange.
[ and everyone else just took this like common sense, for some reason. he can't say he misses heartland, but at the very least he didn't want to feel completely stupid just because he couldn't understand these seemingly easy concepts. ]
. . . except he decided never to wish for anything since last time. so now he's standing under a tree, arms crossed and resting his head back on it to look at the stars, thinking on spending the night right there; after all, it wasn't like anything dangerous could actually happen (and truthfully, that thought was more unnerving than it should be). he remains silent for a moment, listening to the faint sounds of the night before a little bubble floats dangerously close to him, merely seconds prior to bouncing off the leaves above his head.
he's not even gonna try and question why things like that happen, but at the very least, maybe the people who wandered into splendor knew something? after all, this world, no matter how weird, was apparently much more similar to their own than to heartland. he takes the seal and absently talks to it, not really trying to contact anyone since he didn't like talking through it very much, but sometimes it served a purpose. ]
So it's always night after dusk, right? . . . How strange.
[ and everyone else just took this like common sense, for some reason. he can't say he misses heartland, but at the very least he didn't want to feel completely stupid just because he couldn't understand these seemingly easy concepts. ]