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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;

[incarceration]

Hey, calm down. It's alright.

voice;

[goldenglasses]

No, it's never alright to forget.

voice;

[incarceration]

Smart guy once told me if you tell the truth, you never have to remember anything.

voice;

[goldenglasses]

Yeah? The truth to others or just yourself?

voice;

[incarceration]

He never specified, but I think it depends on who needs to hear it.

voice;

[goldenglasses]

Sometimes the truth hurts though.

voice;

[incarceration]

Running away from it causes more problem than avoiding the pain is worth.

voice;

[goldenglasses]

Yeah, I suppose so. Although it's sometimes nice to escape it. Even for just a moment. [He thinks back to the time he spent pretending he was someone else with Lina and Granny. It had been a good time, but he had always known the truth would eventually come back.

voice;

[incarceration]

No, I know what you mean. But you can only do it for so long.

voice;

[goldenglasses]

Yeah. I know.