[ The boy means well, he imagines, even if he is about as sharp as a sackful of hammers. It's... endearing? ]
I traveled a lot, back home. There are many places that I found to be calming just by being there, so I try to imagine them. A still lake. A quiet, snow-covered field. Silent, long-forgotten ruins. The memories ground me and help keep me level, in spite of the newness of the situation.
You feel the way the ship shudders? It's reacting to your excitement.
vane seems to perk up at that. an action that gets the ship to rise once, and dip a bit. he feels his stomach drop a bit, recoiling under his own blunder. ] Er, I— I think you might be right. Ahaha...
[ but, as soon as it settles, so does his thoughts. they begin gently sorting itself. to begin with, while easily excited, vane's thoughts were far from tumultuous or disarrayed. he remembers hiking. the mountains. the tree they encountered there and the beautiful flowers they produced, and of course...
somehow instead of places— ] Do memories of food count?
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I traveled a lot, back home. There are many places that I found to be calming just by being there, so I try to imagine them. A still lake. A quiet, snow-covered field. Silent, long-forgotten ruins. The memories ground me and help keep me level, in spite of the newness of the situation.
You feel the way the ship shudders? It's reacting to your excitement.
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vane seems to perk up at that. an action that gets the ship to rise once, and dip a bit. he feels his stomach drop a bit, recoiling under his own blunder. ] Er, I— I think you might be right. Ahaha...
[ but, as soon as it settles, so does his thoughts. they begin gently sorting itself. to begin with, while easily excited, vane's thoughts were far from tumultuous or disarrayed. he remembers hiking. the mountains. the tree they encountered there and the beautiful flowers they produced, and of course...
somehow instead of places— ] Do memories of food count?