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+ | ===== Sunsets ===== | ||
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+ | Two figures make their way to the top of the city wall. | ||
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+ | Years ago, they would have taken the stairs. Years ago, there would have been no other choice. | ||
+ | These days, Pluck struggles to walk for long, even on level ground. And Bright limps, has done for years, ever since she broke her leg in a scuffle with a small-time drug dealer in a back alley, and it never quite healed right. | ||
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+ | Fortunately, these days, there's a lift - Crash's patented antigravity platforms, put to good use. | ||
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+ | The two of them make their way to a familiar nook, looking out to the West. They lace their fingers together. | ||
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+ | "Hey. You know I..." | ||
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+ | "Yeah. I know." | ||
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+ | The sun is sinking at the horizon, the sky lit with streaks of orange, fading out into rose-gold, and then the deep, darkening, cloud-streaked blue of the sky above. | ||
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+ | The colours gradually shift as the golden circle of the sun dips down to the horizon. In the distance, there is a whining hum, and a flight of hoverpods flit across the face of the sun, banking and turning - racing season is coming up, and the pilots are training constantly. | ||
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+ | Pluck leans in against Bright's shoulder. Pink-orange clouds spatter across the darkening sky, and the horizon is darkening reds and oranges, deep purple above it. | ||
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+ | "Love you." | ||
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+ | The sun settles deeper, the colours of the sky deepening and fading. Night comes on. | ||
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+ | "...you too." |