[ Maybe if they'd been able to save someone else, back then, it might have hurt less to come back to the place they were born, to remember.
But they could only save themselves, and they remember precious little of that. It feels like a betrayal, even now, with that weight lifted off their shoulders by the trial, that acceptance-
You can't come with me. I can't save you.
- it's still a bitter thing to force down at last, when they've spent so much time dwelling on the past, thinking about what they could have done more of, going in circles. Trapped in the manner of someone who never thinks about the future, because they had never expected a future.
(It has never been their burden to shoulder, but they take it anyway. A small creature attempting to claim responsibility for a weight that far outstrips them.) ]
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[ Maybe if they'd been able to save someone else, back then, it might have hurt less to come back to the place they were born, to remember.
But they could only save themselves, and they remember precious little of that. It feels like a betrayal, even now, with that weight lifted off their shoulders by the trial, that acceptance-
You can't come with me. I can't save you.
- it's still a bitter thing to force down at last, when they've spent so much time dwelling on the past, thinking about what they could have done more of, going in circles. Trapped in the manner of someone who never thinks about the future, because they had never expected a future.
(It has never been their burden to shoulder, but they take it anyway. A small creature attempting to claim responsibility for a weight that far outstrips them.) ]