[There has been no rhythm or rhyme that Hayame could understand about which world came next in the dizzying array. She had at least managed to protect the shard of her world from any Zenith hands that might have shattered it, but the rest... It has been so hard to locate them. She had felt a vague sense of where her own was... and she had made the painful choice to abandon it, to leave it vulnerable and at risk, in order to pursue the world's instead, but what about the other Meridian? Which would the Oracle weigh as more valuable, in the end, the life of a shard-bearer or the "life" of a world that was not real, a conjuring surely from their memories?
There is little time to think. First there is a citadel full of monsters, many that required magic to fail and not simply arrows, then there is space, which is far more terrifying than she would have imagined, and then...
It is just a thought, and she could be wrong, but after some time spent observing the sort of stone buildings all around, the way that people dressed... she reaches out in Communion to Liem Talbott. With the confirmation that it is his world they have found themselves in this time, some description of where she has found herself, it seems he is able to locate her... and when she catches sight of his familiar figure she cannot help the surge of relief that passes over her. Mindful as she could be on the cobblestones and through the crowds, she trots over to him (do Opparans stare at "centaurs"? has the Oracle simply made it that they do not care?) meaning to give a greeting and yet what comes out first is,]
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There is little time to think. First there is a citadel full of monsters, many that required magic to fail and not simply arrows, then there is space, which is far more terrifying than she would have imagined, and then...
It is just a thought, and she could be wrong, but after some time spent observing the sort of stone buildings all around, the way that people dressed... she reaches out in Communion to Liem Talbott. With the confirmation that it is his world they have found themselves in this time, some description of where she has found herself, it seems he is able to locate her... and when she catches sight of his familiar figure she cannot help the surge of relief that passes over her. Mindful as she could be on the cobblestones and through the crowds, she trots over to him (do Opparans stare at "centaurs"? has the Oracle simply made it that they do not care?) meaning to give a greeting and yet what comes out first is,]
Liem, have you found the shards?