Sephiroth (
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onepassingnight2012-02-24 11:04 pm
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005 ☄ the sky is low, the clouds are mean
It's quiet and cold, and there's snow on the ground, blanketing bare, blackened earth that nonetheless shows through here and there: soil where nothing grows, not even in winter. In the distance, a city looms darkly: vast and industrial, walled and tiered and towered; its lights beneath the gray sky shine like pinprick eyes of red, green, and gold, some blinking and some unblinking.
There are few moving shapes on the barren terrain stretching away from the great city. Here and there an animal, or monster, stirs, raises its head, but it's an empty place overall, as there is little here to sustain either predators or prey. At first, there don't seem to be any humans present in this desolate area, but there is one. It's difficult to see him at first because he's small and pale, his silver hair and gray clothes difficult to pick out against the snowy backdrop. Yet he is there, moving from place to place with an almost unnerving quickness, in a direction definitively away from the city, carrying supplies on his back, and with a small sword at his side.
He's only a child, but he's alone out here.
[[ooc: anothergratuitous child Sephiroth post. He's considering leaving his current employ with the Shinra Company, and so he's dreaming of himself leaving Shinra as a child. Replies will come from
pinnaculum.]]
There are few moving shapes on the barren terrain stretching away from the great city. Here and there an animal, or monster, stirs, raises its head, but it's an empty place overall, as there is little here to sustain either predators or prey. At first, there don't seem to be any humans present in this desolate area, but there is one. It's difficult to see him at first because he's small and pale, his silver hair and gray clothes difficult to pick out against the snowy backdrop. Yet he is there, moving from place to place with an almost unnerving quickness, in a direction definitively away from the city, carrying supplies on his back, and with a small sword at his side.
He's only a child, but he's alone out here.
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He is surprised that the kid doesn't seem to know about Camelot.]
"It's a kingdom, in Albion, are you not from here?"
[Although he's not quite sure where here is...]
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This is the Midgar area, north of Junon. There are no kingdoms.
[He nods toward the huge, industrial city on the horizon, but still without dropping his guard.]
That is Midgar.
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Sort of...]
"I've never heard of those places." [Admittedly, his grasp on geography isn't the best.] "Are we on the continent?"
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[How could he not know these things?]
It is a continent. I have never heard of Albion.