S E I J I
“No.” Seiji shakes his head, rueful. “I remember some things, but not all together. Just scattered pieces.” He does not say what he does remember is mostly pleasant, a feeling of home far different from all he has experienced in Caido. He does not say he longs to return. Does not say he feels in his heart this is all a mistake, a terrible accident… No, he would never give the people of Caido such insult. But all this is true, cruelly so.
Her words are kind, and Seiji smiles in response to them. “I think it will keep me busy,” he agrees. “I have some idea, but… if the first one is bad, I’ll make another.” Easy enough. “When I have a good one, I’ll show you,” he adds, one side of his mouth quirking upward.
She declines his offer with good grace, and though he meant it truly, Seiji is a little relieved. He is eager to return home, to sleep and also to be within the safety of walls, near a strong fire. With a polite nod, Seiji says, “I will look forward to that. Be safe.” Then he turns toward the row of houses where Kiada’s residence can be found, twirling the stick between his fingers.
“No.” Seiji shakes his head, rueful. “I remember some things, but not all together. Just scattered pieces.” He does not say what he does remember is mostly pleasant, a feeling of home far different from all he has experienced in Caido. He does not say he longs to return. Does not say he feels in his heart this is all a mistake, a terrible accident… No, he would never give the people of Caido such insult. But all this is true, cruelly so.
Her words are kind, and Seiji smiles in response to them. “I think it will keep me busy,” he agrees. “I have some idea, but… if the first one is bad, I’ll make another.” Easy enough. “When I have a good one, I’ll show you,” he adds, one side of his mouth quirking upward.
She declines his offer with good grace, and though he meant it truly, Seiji is a little relieved. He is eager to return home, to sleep and also to be within the safety of walls, near a strong fire. With a polite nod, Seiji says, “I will look forward to that. Be safe.” Then he turns toward the row of houses where Kiada’s residence can be found, twirling the stick between his fingers.
The rain is full
of ghosts tonight
of ghosts tonight
