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Title: I'm drowning in my own confusion
Characters: nevernumbered
When: Sunrise
Where: Kilika, the docks
Warnings: Broken puppet Cloud. He's not too sane.
Summary: Oh look, dead people
The water was cold against his skin. Some of the blood had finally been washed away, though there was still a great deal on his face and hair. The puppet didn't understand what had happened, because this was not the last place he was at. Not that any of it matter, the only thing that did was finding Him. The puppet had felt His pull a few times, but never could reach it in time, and now he was somewhere new. Outside now, but still as broken as the last place. Still filled with the dead. The puppet felt nothing for bodies, he stared blankly at the coffins as if he didn't understand what they were for. What was the point of giving the dead any last rights, when his God planned on destroying everything?
Characters: nevernumbered
When: Sunrise
Where: Kilika, the docks
Warnings: Broken puppet Cloud. He's not too sane.
Summary: Oh look, dead people
The water was cold against his skin. Some of the blood had finally been washed away, though there was still a great deal on his face and hair. The puppet didn't understand what had happened, because this was not the last place he was at. Not that any of it matter, the only thing that did was finding Him. The puppet had felt His pull a few times, but never could reach it in time, and now he was somewhere new. Outside now, but still as broken as the last place. Still filled with the dead. The puppet felt nothing for bodies, he stared blankly at the coffins as if he didn't understand what they were for. What was the point of giving the dead any last rights, when his God planned on destroying everything?