[013 ☿] Even if the two of us are ever torn apart, I swear that I will change the world.

[waterfell]

The forest is quiet, and green. A cloaked man heads towards an altar in a clearing, already laid out with candles and, crosswise, his sword in its sheath. He takes a deep, cleansing breath, and picks it up

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[memorywaters]

( mnemosyne isn't exactly sure how it is that she arrived in this place... she hardly ever leaves the place the desert rivers converge. a dream... it must be a dream. but the sound of something pouring in the distance draws her near. behind one of the trees she remains half hidden, peering out at -- a sailorsenshi...? )

[memorywaters]

But... don't you see? Because he is in your memories... he will always exist. ( she waves a hand over the small forming puddle, wondering if it will reveal something different, something happy... if there is anything like that... )

[waterfell]

[There is, and ask Mnemosyne asks, the water shows it even as Mercury stiffens.

The scene in the puddle is so normal. They're by a waterfall; he'd been meditating there before she arrived. They somehow end up laughing together, playful and relaxed in a way none of the other memories had been at all. She drenches him with the water; he picks her up and dunks her beneath the falls long enough to get equally soaked in return.]

You're starting that again.

[memorywaters]

( she smiles fondly at the scene. experiencing the memories of others like this... sometimes it causes a warm sensation to travel through her. other people's happiness... it was the only way she could experience such a thing these days. as mercury speaks, her attention is finally torn away from the scene )

Does it... bother you?

[waterfell]

You have no right to look at what's private to someone else.

[It's only that, clearly, and not an instinctive dislike of someone getting too close.]

[memorywaters]

... Are they so private you keep them even from yourself?

[waterfell]

From myself? [Have a sharp look, Mnemosyne.]

What are you saying?

[memorywaters]

Why is it... you won't look upon them?

[waterfell]

There's no point in that. [No use in bogging herself down with those ties.]