54. [Video]
[The first thing you see is the sky, darkening and hazy with mist. There are fireflies, too, circling above the camera. And, just on the edge of the lens, blurred due to its proximity, is a lock of silver-blond hair. She's lying beside the Forge, it seems, staring up at the sky.]
It's funny, but all day I've felt... different. A little better. Maybe a little better.
Helen? I thought about what you said. That I should ask myself what he would want for me. I know he wouldn't want me to be so sad all the time.
[She goes quiet for a few seconds as the sun bleeds red-gold across the sky, through the mist.]
The fireflies are so beautiful. Mei told me to catch one. I wonder if...
[The hair shifts, and Priscilla stands. Now you can see her back, currently mostly bare as she's wearing a nightgown! She watches the glowing flies hover around her, and then she has one, cupped between her hands. You can see the glow on her face from the ground. ...or wherever she is. It seems too high to be the ground, really.]
Oh. That's so... pretty. I wish...
[Her voice drops too low to be heard, now, and then she opens her hands and that little light floats away.]
Thank you to everyone for being so kind to me over the past week. I won't say that I'm not sad. Or that I don't miss him. ...I haven't quite stopped hoping he'll come back. Even if it is taking... longer than it usually does. Tomorrow is another day, after all. And even if it's not then, maybe... well. I should cut my hair. Just in case.
[She glances at the sky again, and then sits down. You see her hand grow closer for a moment, and then the screen goes dark.]
[....private to Isley. Still video.]
[...well, it went dark because she switched to private. But now she glances over and wrinkles her nose a little. Her voice takes on... a little edge.]
...you disconnected on me!
[This face, centaurboy. This face.]
It's funny, but all day I've felt... different. A little better. Maybe a little better.
Helen? I thought about what you said. That I should ask myself what he would want for me. I know he wouldn't want me to be so sad all the time.
[She goes quiet for a few seconds as the sun bleeds red-gold across the sky, through the mist.]
The fireflies are so beautiful. Mei told me to catch one. I wonder if...
[The hair shifts, and Priscilla stands. Now you can see her back, currently mostly bare as she's wearing a nightgown! She watches the glowing flies hover around her, and then she has one, cupped between her hands. You can see the glow on her face from the ground. ...or wherever she is. It seems too high to be the ground, really.]
Oh. That's so... pretty. I wish...
[Her voice drops too low to be heard, now, and then she opens her hands and that little light floats away.]
Thank you to everyone for being so kind to me over the past week. I won't say that I'm not sad. Or that I don't miss him. ...I haven't quite stopped hoping he'll come back. Even if it is taking... longer than it usually does. Tomorrow is another day, after all. And even if it's not then, maybe... well. I should cut my hair. Just in case.
[She glances at the sky again, and then sits down. You see her hand grow closer for a moment, and then the screen goes dark.]
[....private to Isley. Still video.]
[...well, it went dark because she switched to private. But now she glances over and wrinkles her nose a little. Her voice takes on... a little edge.]
...you disconnected on me!
[This face, centaurboy. This face.]