Their shoulders roll. "...dunno. Some people, they showed up for a couple weeks, and then were gone. A lot more are still here. I've been around for almost a year now, I think," they say quietly.
"Not ridiculous. Lots of people want to get home. I'm from--" they mention a city he's never heard of "--by Mt. Ebott. Was climbing down it when I got here, actually. And when're you from?"
As they ask, they come across the doors to outside. ...It should've taken longer than that, actually, but maybe the castle wanted to get him to see it, too.
It only groans a little when they push it open.
And then they're there. On the Edge, on the crunchy hardy grass that grows where there's so much less sun. Mountains of cloud swirl above them, below them, in front of them, around them, and the wind's the only noise that can be made out.
It's scary, it's beautiful. They've learned to like it out here; they actually skip forward to the very precipice before dropping to sit, cross-legged.
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Date: 2016-10-15 06:39 am (UTC)"Not ridiculous. Lots of people want to get home. I'm from--" they mention a city he's never heard of "--by Mt. Ebott. Was climbing down it when I got here, actually. And when're you from?"
As they ask, they come across the doors to outside. ...It should've taken longer than that, actually, but maybe the castle wanted to get him to see it, too.
It only groans a little when they push it open.
And then they're there. On the Edge, on the crunchy hardy grass that grows where there's so much less sun. Mountains of cloud swirl above them, below them, in front of them, around them, and the wind's the only noise that can be made out.
It's scary, it's beautiful. They've learned to like it out here; they actually skip forward to the very precipice before dropping to sit, cross-legged.