ϡ - chapter thirteen; rememberance [action|written]

[folkloristic]

[ Around mid-afternoon Helios will be making his way across town with a small bundle of flowers in his hands. It might seem a bit odd, random even, but today is a rather...hard day for him; regardless he does have a small smile on his face as he makes his way through town. There's soft hum coming from his lips, absentmindedly and almost

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[refinedmaestro]

[Frederic had left his piano for the day after reading Helios' entry for the public, Frederic wasn't one to openly speak about anything in his life to the public. Instead, he attempts to find his friend and spots him at the fountain.]

Hello old friend.

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[refinedmaestro]

[He sighs and looks at Helios with a face of slight concern.] Nothing to worry about hmm? Are you quite certain? It certainly looks as if you want to say something in regards to it.

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[ He'll just not look at you when you ask that. His eyes wandering to that flower once more as he twirls it slowly admiring it. ] Ah-well. [ He pauses sighing before continuing. ] Today is just...a hard day. That's all but, she wouldn't want me to mourning so I'm not really. Just thinking if things had gone differently.

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[refinedmaestro]

[He admires the flower in Helios' hand and sighs along with his friend.] She, Helios? Who is she?

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[folkloristic]

[ Give him a few moments to work up the will to say it. This is the first time he's talked about her to anyone here after all. It's said so low it could almost be accounted for as a whisper. ] Elise.

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[refinedmaestro]

[Frederic begins to ponder who exactly Elise is, but then he slowly comes to a conclusion.] Elise is someone very special to you, isn't she?

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[ He'll only nod slowly looking down at that ground for a few seconds before replying his voice steady but still low. Another wistful sigh escapes his lips. ] Yes she is.

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[refinedmaestro]

[His eyes follow Helios' movements and he simply sighs, this reminds him of all the times he'd be when people would try to get him to talk about Emilia.] So Elise is to you how Emilia is to me. I believe I understand now why it's so hard to talk about her, because she is so important to you and then you... [He won't continue that sentence, he doesn't want to upset his friend.]

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[folkloristic]

Emilia you've mentioned her quite a bit before. [ He shoulder's hunch and then two fingers go to the bridge of his nose he proceeds to rub both eyes another sigh escaping him. ] And then--

I was so incredible foolish and selfish back then. She wouldn't want me to say that but it's true all of it is true.

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[refinedmaestro]

Emilia was my sister and I lost her to an illness. If that is how you lost Elise, I can understand you very well.

[He pauses and seems rather sad.] All I want to be able to understand what you're going through and to help comfort you in any way I can.

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[folkloristic]

I'm so sorry for your loss, Frederic. It wasn't caused by that. If over eagerness and ignorance were illnesses then you would be right. But they're not, they're just faults! Faults that I--[ he takes a deep breath. ]...faults in me that I could have fixed.

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[refinedmaestro]

[He frowns and grips a fist, he can tell a little bit of what Helios means. With a deep sigh, he answers his friend.] We're simply human, we can't help our faults. Even I have faults I want to be rid of because of how disgusted of them I am.

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Yes...you're right. I just...I wish I could have changed them beforehand. [ He lets out a humorless chuckle looking at his hands and the ground. ] I feel so disgusting and horrible, Frederic.

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[refinedmaestro]

[Slowly standing up, Frederic turns back around and takes Helios' hands into his.] You can still change, Helios. I'm sure Elise wouldn't want you to feel this way, she'd tell you the very same thing. She wouldn't want you to give up so easily or think of yourself as the way you are now. [A pause, then a soft smile.] I've come to learn this lesson when I think of my sister Emilia.

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[folkloristic]

No you're absolutely right. She wouldn't want to see me like this. Even if it was... [ my fault. He won't say it though because he can't. He'll shake his head closing his eyes as to fight off that burning sensation within them. ] Others have told me the same thing. I just--miss her so much sometimes, even though it's been three years.

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[refinedmaestro]

I miss my sister after all of these years as well, it's hard to get over those whom we love that have passed on to the next life. But we must also understand that they would not want us to be sad for them, but to be happy and continue on.