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Conan has found a balcony at the end of one of the halls. At the moment, he was sitting on the ledge of it. Probably dangerous, but he's never been all that scared of heights. And he likes being high up.
He doesn't feel as small then.
He's staring out at the sky, a distant, sad look on his face. He saw the calender, saw the date, and depression had immediately set in.
Today was a sad day for him and it was hard to be anything, but listless and sad.
He doesn't feel as small then.
He's staring out at the sky, a distant, sad look on his face. He saw the calender, saw the date, and depression had immediately set in.
Today was a sad day for him and it was hard to be anything, but listless and sad.