Happiness is not an ideal of reason but of imagination
News of another traveller from Earth has reignited something within me, something that I had been working on muting, on shutting down, because hope was a precarious thing. If another had come through from Earth, no matter the time shift, then that raised the possibility that I might see a familiar face again, that the event that brought me here was not a standalone event, not unique - did that mean it could be replicated? Harnessed? Controlled?
I had used the portal to travel to the Hallowed Grounds, I knew it was vaguely controllable, at least within the confines of Caido, per the whims of the gods, or whoever it was who put it there. Apparently they could only take from worlds outside of Caido, however, not return. I had come to this conclusion, had come to accept this reality, not long after my arrival, with the news given to me by Loren and reaffirmed by every local I had spoken to since. So I swiftly dismissed any thoughts of resurrecting that hope with Wessex's next words, an apologetic expression on my face as I said "Sorry to hear that."
I appear to have amused the lady with my blushing ways, and this is yet another thing I simply accept, knowing if the situation was in reverse, I probably would be amused too.
"Only a couple of days?" Something in her words had triggered a bit of confusion within me, my brow raising in curiosity as I meet her gaze once more. "I thought once DeepFrost set in here, the blizzards would pile too much snow up around the portal, making it inaccessible?" At least, that's what I've been told.
I had used the portal to travel to the Hallowed Grounds, I knew it was vaguely controllable, at least within the confines of Caido, per the whims of the gods, or whoever it was who put it there. Apparently they could only take from worlds outside of Caido, however, not return. I had come to this conclusion, had come to accept this reality, not long after my arrival, with the news given to me by Loren and reaffirmed by every local I had spoken to since. So I swiftly dismissed any thoughts of resurrecting that hope with Wessex's next words, an apologetic expression on my face as I said "Sorry to hear that."
I appear to have amused the lady with my blushing ways, and this is yet another thing I simply accept, knowing if the situation was in reverse, I probably would be amused too.
"Only a couple of days?" Something in her words had triggered a bit of confusion within me, my brow raising in curiosity as I meet her gaze once more. "I thought once DeepFrost set in here, the blizzards would pile too much snow up around the portal, making it inaccessible?" At least, that's what I've been told.
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