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bravenewworld2015-05-13 12:10 am
a_gentle_boy) wrote in bravenewworld2015-05-13 12:10 am
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011: MOTHER 2
I'm back.
[It had been surprisingly difficult to find a potted sunflower this year. Not the right season, not the right soil, not the right environment. But he had a way of encouraging life where it wasn't meant to be... and he pats the last of the dirt in place, now, as he squats in his sanctuary.]
Sometimes, I want to ask them to have something proper put up... You would hate that, though. It would be nicer to do this out in the forest, I know, but... I think this spot is OK, right?
[He glances around slowly - they are in an isolated corner in the residential district, behind some twists and turns through the alleys. Buried within, there is a small plot of earth with a few low shrubs and a bench. Nothing much has changed since the previous year... apart from that there will soon be two sunflowers blooming here when the right season comes.]
Lots of things have happened in a year. I've met lots more Pokemon and friends. ...I've started work for real now. They all say I'm doing a good job, but... it's hard to get used to it. And it's not really that I don't like it. It's always... great, really great whenever I can help, but. I don't know. I guess I thought it would be like having a button that you could push to make everyone better as long as you did all the right things and if you tried enough and... nobody ever... got worse.
...I guess that was stupid.
[He idly scratches in the dirt.]
Sometimes I wonder if I could have made you better... if I could have been strong back then.
[For a few moments, he simply sits quietly with his head bowed.]
There's lots of other stuff, too. I don't really know what's going to happen to us. All sorts of strange things keep happening - we've met people from places all over, helped them, fought them... We've met gods, even. Lots of times now. The world is bigger than it was back then. ...I know you'd have wanted to see it.
I wish we could have all seen it... together.
[A soft smile]
...Well.
Maybe you still can, somehow. I've been thinking... Do you remember back in the fall, with those two dream gods? It was the first time I'd ever seen other people's dreams. I always thought... it was something I could control, but no one else could do it, could they? So... I don't really know if it's me at all.
[He gently reaches forward to stroke the petals of the flower.]
You'll wait for me there, right? As long as I still need you. ...I'm sorry I'm still always running to you.
[A slight sigh, and he slowly flops backwards to lie against the ground.]
Maybe... I should try to dream on my own sometimes.
...If Dad is still out there somewhere, let him know that I'm still waiting, OK? And if he needs my help... I'm still looking for him, too.
Bye, Mom. I miss you.
[It had been surprisingly difficult to find a potted sunflower this year. Not the right season, not the right soil, not the right environment. But he had a way of encouraging life where it wasn't meant to be... and he pats the last of the dirt in place, now, as he squats in his sanctuary.]
Sometimes, I want to ask them to have something proper put up... You would hate that, though. It would be nicer to do this out in the forest, I know, but... I think this spot is OK, right?
[He glances around slowly - they are in an isolated corner in the residential district, behind some twists and turns through the alleys. Buried within, there is a small plot of earth with a few low shrubs and a bench. Nothing much has changed since the previous year... apart from that there will soon be two sunflowers blooming here when the right season comes.]
Lots of things have happened in a year. I've met lots more Pokemon and friends. ...I've started work for real now. They all say I'm doing a good job, but... it's hard to get used to it. And it's not really that I don't like it. It's always... great, really great whenever I can help, but. I don't know. I guess I thought it would be like having a button that you could push to make everyone better as long as you did all the right things and if you tried enough and... nobody ever... got worse.
...I guess that was stupid.
[He idly scratches in the dirt.]
Sometimes I wonder if I could have made you better... if I could have been strong back then.
[For a few moments, he simply sits quietly with his head bowed.]
There's lots of other stuff, too. I don't really know what's going to happen to us. All sorts of strange things keep happening - we've met people from places all over, helped them, fought them... We've met gods, even. Lots of times now. The world is bigger than it was back then. ...I know you'd have wanted to see it.
I wish we could have all seen it... together.
[A soft smile]
...Well.
Maybe you still can, somehow. I've been thinking... Do you remember back in the fall, with those two dream gods? It was the first time I'd ever seen other people's dreams. I always thought... it was something I could control, but no one else could do it, could they? So... I don't really know if it's me at all.
[He gently reaches forward to stroke the petals of the flower.]
You'll wait for me there, right? As long as I still need you. ...I'm sorry I'm still always running to you.
[A slight sigh, and he slowly flops backwards to lie against the ground.]
Maybe... I should try to dream on my own sometimes.
...If Dad is still out there somewhere, let him know that I'm still waiting, OK? And if he needs my help... I'm still looking for him, too.
Bye, Mom. I miss you.