[she nods, trying to envision the thing, even as part of her brain says that it's nonsensical. crazy. no more so than the living dead, she tells herself.]
I might be making assumptions, but were you maybe running from it? Of course, the size would have been startling for anyone...
[she hears the agitation, and makes a leap of faith - of course, it could have just been a flying ship in general to startle a person.]
Or just that something so big could fly without somehow exploding.
Don't think I was... But I can't say for sure. Seemed to me like it was so damn big there wasn't anywhere to run, but... I just can't remember.
[ Maybe that's what really frustrates him: the fact that he can remember this fantastical sight so vividly, as if it truly were some concrete memory of his, and yet everything else about the scene — why he was there, why that thing was there, or why any of it was happening at all — remains as distant and vague as any half-remembered dream. ]
[she mutters that more than says it, but turns in her chair a little, leaning back to think more.]
It might come to you, in time. I hate having to watch and wait as much as you might, but that's all we can do right now. Apart from commiserate over the absence of horses.
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I might be making assumptions, but were you maybe running from it? Of course, the size would have been startling for anyone...
[she hears the agitation, and makes a leap of faith - of course, it could have just been a flying ship in general to startle a person.]
Or just that something so big could fly without somehow exploding.
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[ Maybe that's what really frustrates him: the fact that he can remember this fantastical sight so vividly, as if it truly were some concrete memory of his, and yet everything else about the scene — why he was there, why that thing was there, or why any of it was happening at all — remains as distant and vague as any half-remembered dream. ]
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[she mutters that more than says it, but turns in her chair a little, leaning back to think more.]
It might come to you, in time. I hate having to watch and wait as much as you might, but that's all we can do right now. Apart from commiserate over the absence of horses.