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Monday, November 13, 2006
The next day...
would have been just another rainy, dreary day in Campton, Gabriel's hometown, if it had happened on any other day of the week, unfortunately..."Well, looks like he couldn't make it." Gabriel said, standing in the middle of a small field dotted with tombstones. "Guess I've been a burden to you ever since they were killed, huh Gauld? You probably think that this yearly is silly nowadays, you know, with you having that whole 'archeologist' thing going for you with Sid and Sylva." He continued on, blaming himself for his brother's absence, letting the rain pour down on him, along with the tears with he could no longer hold back, as if his guilt had finally overcome him and took control. As he began to compose himself, he felt the downpour of rain nearly, only to be surprised to see had stopped it.
"I hate seeing you like this..." Jessica said, holding her umbrella over him. "It isn't your fault, what's done is done." "Jessica, this doesn't conern y-" "Of course it concerns me!" She said sternly, getting closer, as if to keep him from backing away. "Do you have any idea how much I've worried what you'd do to yourself on this particular day over the years? Every year you and your brother came here, and I let you be. You always did your best to not cry, to keep youself together, not to worry your brother. But without Gauld here...I..." "It happened when I was ten." "You mean..." In the distance, a familiar with an umbrella, observes the situation from afar...
It's been a year since I've had this body, and I still can't control this accursed emotions and memories. It was Ambrosia, through some type of miracle, or accident, she had been brought back to the side of the living. This woman's memories and emotions still run strong, wha- "Who's there!?" Her thoughts interrupted when she felt some dark presence hovering near. "Shshshshsh, Master said you were good....looks like he wasn't kidding!" As if the shadows were given life, some type of dark substance had made itself visible and took human shape. "Shshshsh, seems as though all you've regained so far are your senses...you are no threat to Master's plan." "Master...?" "Shshshsh, heed my warning Ambrosia, if you wish to live and not die by my Master's hand again, live your life as any normal human would!" And with that warning, the shadowy figure vanished with rain, as if it dissolved on contact with it, and was no more. Ambrosia was left with questions she would not know the answers to...yet. "Wh-what was that...'die by my Master's hand'...AGAIN? Why don't I remember this...ANY of this..." The rain began to clear up, and another question arose. "I felt something, familiar about that...thing..." Ambrosia said, looking toward now clear sky. "Sylva...do you know this person...?"
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