[The voice didn't add 'way higher than me' to the equation. Its speaker felt that it really wasn't necessary to make that sort of distinction. She wasn't worth being remembered in her own mind, wasn't especially important, so of course she wasn't the one making macabre effigies to their own glory.
It just looked like a gorey, glorious waste of effort, a giant middle finger to creation to prove how big someone's ego was. Maybe Remilia would make something like that, though it'd be draped in more fine satins probably.]
You're not seriously going over there are you?
[If Aerith looked behind her, she'd find the person speaking. Bedraggled, dirty blonde hair framed brilliant green eyes, the girl watching from the corner of a building, looking around and into the square with the ossuary turned edifice. She didn't look like she was planning on leaving, not yet anyway.]
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[The voice didn't add 'way higher than me' to the equation. Its speaker felt that it really wasn't necessary to make that sort of distinction. She wasn't worth being remembered in her own mind, wasn't especially important, so of course she wasn't the one making macabre effigies to their own glory.
It just looked like a gorey, glorious waste of effort, a giant middle finger to creation to prove how big someone's ego was. Maybe Remilia would make something like that, though it'd be draped in more fine satins probably.]
You're not seriously going over there are you?
[If Aerith looked behind her, she'd find the person speaking. Bedraggled, dirty blonde hair framed brilliant green eyes, the girl watching from the corner of a building, looking around and into the square with the ossuary turned edifice. She didn't look like she was planning on leaving, not yet anyway.]