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[goldenglasses]

[Those who know Vash may have been noticing slight differences about him the past week to two weeks. He's not around as much, taking longer and longer walks through the forest. Visiting the spot where he once fought Wolfwood and Legato more and more.

Today he leaves his house extra early and spends most of the day at that spot. He has his journal and will answer it if someone wants to get a hold of him, but will not be using it himself. He'll return to the village later in the evening and finds a quiet place to sit at Good Spirits with a bottle of cheap whiskey.]

There's so much life in this place... and yet... [No one knows the terrible things I've done.]

[He'll be there until the place looks like it's about to close up before stumbling his way back home. It's on his way that he takes his journal out and speaks into it with the slightest slur to his voice.]

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On this day, back home... the city of July was destroyed. I know - I know you all couldn't know the people there. I just, I just don't want them to ever be forgotten and how they lost everything in a single moment. [He stops speaking for a moment. His voice breaking as tears start to fall from his eyes.] And I'm so sorry.

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[Voice]

[toujoursfluer]

[There's nothing much she can say about this. She doesn't even really know. But yet she does, on some level. A place destroyed. People forgotten. A moment of fire and ice and loss. So much loss.]

I'm sorry.

[Voice]

[goldenglasses]

It's -

I just... I thought people should know. I- I'm sorry.

[Voice]

[toujoursfluer]

Remembering is important. [Even when it hurts. Especially when it hurts]

[Voice]

[goldenglasses]

Yes, it is. It's just here, it seems so easy to forget sometimes.