Yeah. Lalli and Grandma were off doing mage things, but...
[And the memory is still going, so her eyes are glued to the screen. Even though she thinks she knows what's going to come next.]
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[The small girl is now sitting on a bench outside of one of the small wooden homes in the village. She has a book in her hands, and she's reading it happily, up until a small boy runs over. She waves to him and greets him, though he doesn't have good news to share. The two little ones get into the boat, and the oldest one throws a few bags in and hurries to navigate the boat out of the little private dock and away from the village.
The girl is crying the entire way, while the oldest boy rows the three of them to a nearby island with a small cave for shelter.
The night passes, with the oldest boy holding onto his sister, while their small cousin sits nearby.
Day becomes night, and night becomes day. The three kids stay on that island, waiting. Sometimes smoke can be seen coming from their home island.
One time, the girl wanders close to the edge of their safety island, watching a pillar of smoke trail up from what should be the center of town. The air on the lake is still, quiet enough for the girl to hear a series of screams, followed by gunshots. Then silence once more. A few minutes later, another pillar of smoke rises from the town.
The girl is clutching on to a nearby tree so tightly that her fingers are digging into the bark. That's when the oldest boy comes over and places a hand on her shoulder.
The girl looks up to her brother.]
"Mom and Dad are okay, right? We'll see them on the quarantine boats?"
[The boy's stoic look falters, and his eyes get a little misty. He blinks a few times and looks away rather quickly.]
"Don't worry about the grown-ups. We have to take care of ourselves over here."
[The girl is clearly dissatisfied with that answer, but she still gives a sullen answer.]
"Okay..."
[Then the older boy nudges her back towards the cave.]
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Date: 2023-02-28 12:57 am (UTC)[And the memory is still going, so her eyes are glued to the screen. Even though she thinks she knows what's going to come next.]
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[The small girl is now sitting on a bench outside of one of the small wooden homes in the village. She has a book in her hands, and she's reading it happily, up until a small boy runs over. She waves to him and greets him, though he doesn't have good news to share. The two little ones get into the boat, and the oldest one throws a few bags in and hurries to navigate the boat out of the little private dock and away from the village.
The girl is crying the entire way, while the oldest boy rows the three of them to a nearby island with a small cave for shelter.
The night passes, with the oldest boy holding onto his sister, while their small cousin sits nearby.
Day becomes night, and night becomes day. The three kids stay on that island, waiting. Sometimes smoke can be seen coming from their home island.
One time, the girl wanders close to the edge of their safety island, watching a pillar of smoke trail up from what should be the center of town. The air on the lake is still, quiet enough for the girl to hear a series of screams, followed by gunshots. Then silence once more. A few minutes later, another pillar of smoke rises from the town.
The girl is clutching on to a nearby tree so tightly that her fingers are digging into the bark. That's when the oldest boy comes over and places a hand on her shoulder.
The girl looks up to her brother.]
"Mom and Dad are okay, right? We'll see them on the quarantine boats?"
[The boy's stoic look falters, and his eyes get a little misty. He blinks a few times and looks away rather quickly.]
"Don't worry about the grown-ups. We have to take care of ourselves over here."
[The girl is clearly dissatisfied with that answer, but she still gives a sullen answer.]
"Okay..."
[Then the older boy nudges her back towards the cave.]
"Come on. Let's get something to eat."
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[That's when the show finally ends.]