The Aspiring Archivist
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"I... have been engaged in both in the past, but currently I just possess a few minor Boons."
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"Well, I have a very high focus and dedication, and, as I'm sure you gathered, considerable experience with education. While it will take some time to accustom myself to the new systems and environment, I'm confident that I can and will do very well as a teacher."
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"Well, I am a very work-oriented person. It gets the grand majority of my time and energy, especially because both of my parents have passed away recently and I don't have contact with any extended family. As for Entities, I've banished sixteen. One you may recall is the murderous one from a few years back that was causing people's campfires to grow uncontrollably."
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"Well, I've been a part of the Earth Set for a little over twelve years now, and I have spent a large portion of that time mastering my skills. 3 of my abilities are Earth based, so of course that is my focus. For the past five years I have also worked as an independent tutor for others in my Set of all ages."
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A young man entered. Or was he young? He seemed to be, but is hair was gray and he walked with a cane. His eyes were a burnt orange. "Good day, Principal Funke," he said in a soft voice. "I am Derek Hence."
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There was a knock at the door.
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I feel like prime have things that they tend to look forward too in their future. Whether that's some profession, or moving out, or getting married or something.
I just feel like I don't have any of that. I don't know if I ever have.
My future is remarkably empty.
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Variance tried his best to look calm and normal.
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Do you ever have a moment where you suddenly feel like you're going to cry and you don't know why?
Is that a thing with an explanation?
It's distance over time. An unseen velocity manifest in a world of solemn, depressive stillness.
I wonder where I'm going. I hope it doesn't mean I'll have to say goodbye.
We know much of the structure of our grand universe, but so little of what lies beneath our feet.
Only fragments, an obfuscated catalogue of the past to be reconstructed with clues and guesswork.
When I become a piece of the Earth again, chances are no one will find me.
Perhaps some of the carbon will be released into the atmosphere, and later a part of a new living thing.
I'd like to think that some part of me will live on through that, but I will be forgotten. Unattainable history.
There is far too much chaos to look backwards or forwards.
Identity is a losing game.
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I'll see you when I see you.
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"I guess we just... look around the area for tracks?"
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@Szeth_Pancakes
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"No." @Channelknight Fadran
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"What's that?"
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"That's good." Variance kept looking around. He seemed familiar with much of the landscape. He ran his hand along dead branch hanging limply from a tree. It seemed to have been broken by something.
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"Seems... really reasonable." He continued to walk, in an award silence. "Where are you going to be waiting, Allera?" @Szeth_Pancakes
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"How will we notify Allera of we need to?"
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Hey people.
You should go read the prologue of my theoretical eventual novel :]
On another note, do you think I could hold my breath long enough to make myself pass out?
