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Well, the weather outside is frightful
Characters: Everyone!
Date: Midnight the 16th of December
Summary: The inhabitants of the Garden get their reward for making out beneath the mistletoe, in the form of a lights show in the sky.
Warnings: N/A
In the dead of night, the Garden is dead silent. Without the sound of the city or urban life, only the noises of nature pervade the air. Crickets. Rustling leaves. The occasional footsteps of an animal.
However, tonight, at midnight, the silence is broken by a loud pealing of bells, rousing the people of the garden from their sleep. The bells continue ringing for nearly half a minute before falling silent. For a moment, the peacefulness of night returns to the Gardens.
Then the enormous mistletoe plant begins glowing, with a brilliant white light bright enough to be seen from all corners of the Garden. It fizzes, shooting off heatless sparks, and then bursts, shooting up into the sky and breaking into pieces of glowing light, forming various shapes. Above the Orchard, a series of hearts form, burst like fireworks, and reform. Over the Necessities, nymphs made of sparkling light kiss and dance through the sky, winking down at the people below. Over the ruins, flowers of multicolored light pop into existence and disperse. And above the Viridian Pavilion, fiery red phoenixes swoop through the air, burn out dramatically, and are reborn in a new cascade of light.
The show will continue until morning. Fortunately, now that the mistletoe's light has dispersed, it's not so bright that it should keep people awake.
Date: Midnight the 16th of December
Summary: The inhabitants of the Garden get their reward for making out beneath the mistletoe, in the form of a lights show in the sky.
Warnings: N/A
In the dead of night, the Garden is dead silent. Without the sound of the city or urban life, only the noises of nature pervade the air. Crickets. Rustling leaves. The occasional footsteps of an animal.
However, tonight, at midnight, the silence is broken by a loud pealing of bells, rousing the people of the garden from their sleep. The bells continue ringing for nearly half a minute before falling silent. For a moment, the peacefulness of night returns to the Gardens.
Then the enormous mistletoe plant begins glowing, with a brilliant white light bright enough to be seen from all corners of the Garden. It fizzes, shooting off heatless sparks, and then bursts, shooting up into the sky and breaking into pieces of glowing light, forming various shapes. Above the Orchard, a series of hearts form, burst like fireworks, and reform. Over the Necessities, nymphs made of sparkling light kiss and dance through the sky, winking down at the people below. Over the ruins, flowers of multicolored light pop into existence and disperse. And above the Viridian Pavilion, fiery red phoenixes swoop through the air, burn out dramatically, and are reborn in a new cascade of light.
The show will continue until morning. Fortunately, now that the mistletoe's light has dispersed, it's not so bright that it should keep people awake.
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Still, part of Mami wishes she had a real choice. She might always wish for that, pointless as the desire is.
"Thanks, Utena-san." A pause. Mami closes her eyes. "Ah....but you shouldn't make it sound like it was easy for me. I almost- ...I wouldn't have been able to accept those things alone." Her voice grows soft in a tired, yet decided way; it's all right to admit her flaws, her mistakes, as long as she never again gives up the fight to change for the better. "I think that everything I've seen, that I've had to do in order to survive....it's done something to me, Utena-san. I'm not innocent anymore - I have weaknesses that could ruin everything if I let them. But, you know? I can't regret that moment with Kyuubey anymore. I have to let it go, because..." Her throat constricts. She swallows, hard. "...because that one thing, at least, is not my fault."
Her voice goes thin; there's an unsteadiness in it. Please, don't tell me that it is. Don't tell me I'm wrong to believe otherwise.
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A heavy sigh, and Utena's tone turns thoughtful and a little sad, almost distant. "To want to live at all, after something like that...I think that's brave too."
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There have been times when Mami didn't want to live. Her life after Kyuubey was lonely and miserable, nothing to admire, nothing she could look back on with pride. Yet now it's easier to think of those times without flinching, without feeling a fresh wave of shame with every breath. There....was no point in regretting what couldn't be helped....a choice that was never a choice at all.
The unsteadiness is gone from her voice when Mami speaks again, replaced by a quiet sort of peace. "I....think so, too."