Feb 25, 2007 17:20
Setsuna had ducked out of the memorial service early; she had stayed as long as she could handle without growing too apprehensive, but the sharp, conflicted feelings inside of her still stayed strong. The snow prevented her from going for a flight, so she merely walked through it, hoping the white flakes would help distract her from things. She didn't even know what she was trying to distract herself from; she didn't understand how she was feeling, they were all just...vague emotions of confusion and sadness and lonliness, worry and distress and self-loathing, all of which really didn't make that much sense because, for the most part, she was disconnected from all of that had happened with Belthazar. But the fact that he was the only one she'd ever known who was like her in nature seemed enough, and she didn't know what to do with herself or what she thought.
Brushing the snow off the back of a bench, Setsuna perched herself on it and looked up slightly at the light snow mixed with sharp, cold rain, clinging under her umbrella to keep it from touching her and turning into a bird. Maybe she should let it touch her, though. Birds didn't have to worry about things like this...
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