[ his grip on dirk's hand has yet to falter. the boy doesn't respond to the sight of sunshine — sadly, he gazes off into nothing, and he finds the strength to stand up and follow dirk as he attempts to open the door.
the door is opened, fortunately. the boy reaches for dirk's hand again. ]
...Thank you for...h-helping me, Mister...
[ his voice is hushed — he can't quite look at him as he says that. what stands before them is a castle, grand, a robust grey that towers over you. ]
Just like Aglovale...you try to protect people too.
[ what the landscape surrounding the castle is like, however, seems to have shifted. is that...
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the door is opened, fortunately. the boy reaches for dirk's hand again. ]
...Thank you for...h-helping me, Mister...
[ his voice is hushed — he can't quite look at him as he says that. what stands before them is a castle, grand, a robust grey that towers over you. ]
Just like Aglovale...you try to protect people too.
[ what the landscape surrounding the castle is like, however, seems to have shifted. is that...
water? it looks like worlds are colliding. ]