Xeno Series
This used to be the main story collection (as far as my directory/config structure), and it still pretty much is now it's a last-resort catch-all.
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There was a time - briefest time - when Mumkhar still tried, and he would call a young Fiora, chubby-cheeked, "angel face" because he didn't yet begrudge that Dunban was a saint.
That was then. Now, Fiora is gaunt and pale and keening. She hasn't a scrap of righteousness left in her, or maybe that's all she's got. And yet, the expression on Egil's awestruck face tells a much different story.
That was then. Now, Fiora is gaunt and pale and keening. She hasn't a scrap of righteousness left in her, or maybe that's all she's got. And yet, the expression on Egil's awestruck face tells a much different story.
sure fine whatever
Gala is a little shy...
Through the visor, Fiora sees diamonds and diophantine dilemmas.
They all have so much pain.
They all have so much pain.
Twinkling, a vagary star, the ghost catches Mio's golden eye.
#xenogearsocsweep
thank u Zest for Gala thank u Rue for moral support
thank u Zest for Gala thank u Rue for moral support
I think you're one too.
Hey, hey, everybody's got their habits! If making camp in the colony's all you've got, you've gotta make it your own, haven't you?
Stand up and fight!
But...why?
But...why?
Egil fights until he can't anymore, but the thing that dies isn't his spirit.
Cheering. I can't stand it.
Id growls. "Why should I assume that you're any different?"
Bart grins. "Because I am."
Bart grins. "Because I am."
Well...this is awkward.
Free to flutter in memories of their wasted wings...
Krelian finds solace in a certain supercomponent of the soul.
Let it go on. Let it go out.
You know what? Death to Nopon.
Fine for you, all that time you've got.
Change is something they all wish for. Or at least, maybe they once did.
There are many ways for a new journey to begin. It took some doing, but this is mine. No comment on whether it should be ours.
In a word, Mira is hostile.
In other words, the moral quandary of the damsel on the railroad tracks should be quite simple. Shouldn't it?