29... blizzards huh?

[atouchofstrife]

...You know, back home this was the time that we used to go out and collect the winter apples. Sometimes, we'd go up the mountains and try to catch a Bomb for the gold they carried or go over to the reactor and play snow spirits with the guards. Course, the guards weren't happy about a pack of kids popping out of the blizzard yelling 'Boo!' but hell, you'd think they were bored anyways.

I wonder if it's the same there now. Not that people are living there, anymore.

Comments

[cloudsinstrife.livejournal.com]

That's good for him.

[vampbratprince.livejournal.com]

He and I disagree on many points. First and foremost, about me giving him the Gift.

[cloudsinstrife.livejournal.com]

Then why accept it in the first place?

[vampbratprince.livejournal.com]

I wanted him to be a vampire.

[cloudsinstrife.livejournal.com]

No, him. Why did he accept it?

[vampbratprince.livejournal.com]

I didn't give him a choice really. But he wanted to die anyways.

[cloudsinstrife.livejournal.com]

Huh. What a way to go.

[vampbratprince.livejournal.com]

We've repaid each other by burning down each other's houses.

[cloudsinstrife.livejournal.com]

Sounds like a messy break-up to me.

[vampbratprince.livejournal.com]

Break-up? I've yet to do that with any of my loved ones. Unless you count the deaths of some as such.

[cloudsinstrife.livejournal.com]

Really? Huh.

[vampbratprince.livejournal.com]

They all return to me no matter how far they go or how many times they leave. I have noticed this. Louis most of all.

[cloudsinstrife.livejournal.com]

Some people can't be ignored, I guess.

[vampbratprince.livejournal.com]

It is very true.