[ They came with several others. Yes, that does feel correct, though when and how the turtle came into the story, Aegis can't quite pinpoint. For some reason even trying to think back on it makes his head swim, as if he's been warned away from exploring the memory too deeply.
Or perhaps because there's some aspect of it he wanted to forget. ]
The weather?
[ Well, it couldn't be any more perfect today. The sun warms his skin if he allows himself to feel it. As he takes in their lush surroundings, he does halts in place for a moment, brow furrowing. His halo and matching wrist and ankle pieces also seem to stutter in their steady movement. ]
Back then, the land... there was something wrong with it. [ He can almost see the image overlaid now, of dead and desiccated trees. ] Didn't we end up retreating below ground?
[ And wasn't it to find someone? But who? Why can't he remember? ]
no subject
Or perhaps because there's some aspect of it he wanted to forget. ]
The weather?
[ Well, it couldn't be any more perfect today. The sun warms his skin if he allows himself to feel it. As he takes in their lush surroundings, he does halts in place for a moment, brow furrowing. His halo and matching wrist and ankle pieces also seem to stutter in their steady movement. ]
Back then, the land... there was something wrong with it. [ He can almost see the image overlaid now, of dead and desiccated trees. ] Didn't we end up retreating below ground?
[ And wasn't it to find someone? But who? Why can't he remember? ]