Don't throw away what you wrote. You might remember something else, and then you can add it.
Anyway.
I'm from a city called Mitakihara. [She starts out talking a bit clipped - there's two ways she remembers Mitakihara, nowadays: the way she wants it to be, and the way it was whenever the tower decided she could take another visit. It's better to talk about the former right now, even if it's.. a painful memory.]
Unless it's a time of day when it's super busy, everything there is super spacious. A lot of places are built so they let in a lot of light, too - I mean, I think our school had more windows than walls. So everywhere out in public felt really open, until you start walking in between the places you're supposed to.
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It sounds like it's a lot more beautiful than my own home. Well, there's open spaces, but nothing like parks or anything - it's more desolate than open.
[Her almost-response to that is, 'they might not look so different now,' but it's a gloomy thought that she quickly brushes away.]
I never thought about it much living there.. but beautiful sounds about right. It was still a big city, so I guess it was hard to get in the 'oh, this is pretty so I should admire it!' mindset.
[..Anyway, cities were noisy. She was always more of a sound over aesthetics kind of person.]
I was always rushing around trying to do this or that, so I can understand that kind of thought. I wish I'd been able to spend more time relaxing instead of beating demons or gathering body pieces.
Exactly! It's hard to stop and look at regular places when you're getting bogged down by too much math homework or trying to figure out all the stupid rules of English grammar, or - killing demons and witches, too.
..following that, the details that stay clearest will only be out of the ordinary stuff!
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Anyway.
I'm from a city called Mitakihara. [She starts out talking a bit clipped - there's two ways she remembers Mitakihara, nowadays: the way she wants it to be, and the way it was whenever the tower decided she could take another visit. It's better to talk about the former right now, even if it's.. a painful memory.]
Unless it's a time of day when it's super busy, everything there is super spacious. A lot of places are built so they let in a lot of light, too - I mean, I think our school had more windows than walls. So everywhere out in public felt really open, until you start walking in between the places you're supposed to.
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I never thought about it much living there.. but beautiful sounds about right. It was still a big city, so I guess it was hard to get in the 'oh, this is pretty so I should admire it!' mindset.
[..Anyway, cities were noisy. She was always more of a sound over aesthetics kind of person.]
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..following that, the details that stay clearest will only be out of the ordinary stuff!
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