just another apocryphal mess
...are you awake? Achiah? Oh good. Good morning. Good morning, everybody.
Well. I bet you weren't expecting to see me again. It's okay, I'll explain. Ssh. Have something to eat.
Where should I start? First... no, we aren't in the clouds. We are all alive. And we aren't going to see Chiu Rualu or anything like that. This isn't a dream. This is real.
I just wanted to say I'm sorry. For everything you three went through because of me. And everyone else too. If I'd known what they'd do after I escaped, I would have done things differently. But it doesn't matter. Here I am now, and here you are, and oh... by all the storms, it's good to see you again...
I don't think it's a good idea going home, not until you know everything that happened. Everybody back home thinks you three are dead, sacrificed in my place. And... well, you should know that it's been six years. The best way I can explain it is that you've been asleep, and six years have gone by. That's really all I can tell you just now - later on I'll try to explain, but it's a long, long story.
Me, I've been travelling. And you wouldn't believe the incredible worlds that exist out there, beyond our little old kingdom. There's magic, and incredible music and food and art... people that look like insects and birds and stone and trees... I don't have words to describe it all to you yet.
It... might take some getting used to.
This is where I live now. I don't usually look like this, even. But I thought it would be better if you could recognize me.
If you want, I'll tell you more, and then I can show you some of the new places I've found. We'll go to somewhere called Top... it's probably the best place to start.
But there's no rush. Eat... enjoy yourselves. It's not every day you come back from the dead. Even around here.
Well. I bet you weren't expecting to see me again. It's okay, I'll explain. Ssh. Have something to eat.
Where should I start? First... no, we aren't in the clouds. We are all alive. And we aren't going to see Chiu Rualu or anything like that. This isn't a dream. This is real.
I just wanted to say I'm sorry. For everything you three went through because of me. And everyone else too. If I'd known what they'd do after I escaped, I would have done things differently. But it doesn't matter. Here I am now, and here you are, and oh... by all the storms, it's good to see you again...
I don't think it's a good idea going home, not until you know everything that happened. Everybody back home thinks you three are dead, sacrificed in my place. And... well, you should know that it's been six years. The best way I can explain it is that you've been asleep, and six years have gone by. That's really all I can tell you just now - later on I'll try to explain, but it's a long, long story.
Me, I've been travelling. And you wouldn't believe the incredible worlds that exist out there, beyond our little old kingdom. There's magic, and incredible music and food and art... people that look like insects and birds and stone and trees... I don't have words to describe it all to you yet.
It... might take some getting used to.
This is where I live now. I don't usually look like this, even. But I thought it would be better if you could recognize me.
If you want, I'll tell you more, and then I can show you some of the new places I've found. We'll go to somewhere called Top... it's probably the best place to start.
But there's no rush. Eat... enjoy yourselves. It's not every day you come back from the dead. Even around here.