How funny. How funny. Russia feels quiet laughter bubble up in himself, and he ducks his face into his scarf, muffling the sound.
In the stories, it is always the younger self full of questions and urgency, the older self full of foreboding. But maybe this is the better story that he is living here, in this very moment. What can one ask of an older self? The future is too alien to even begin formulating a question. The past is where all the dark omens and uncertainties lie, and where all questions are ultimately directed.
Yes. Yes, this is good. If only this moment, this is true. This is the very place and time where there is room for two of himself. This is the self he would warn, if he was a simpler creature; it is the self he would comfort, if he was weaker.
"Aahhh-" he sighs out of the laughter, stepping up alongside himself in a silent suggestion that they walk together. "Peace of mind sounds like a very nice thing, right now."
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In the stories, it is always the younger self full of questions and urgency, the older self full of foreboding. But maybe this is the better story that he is living here, in this very moment. What can one ask of an older self? The future is too alien to even begin formulating a question. The past is where all the dark omens and uncertainties lie, and where all questions are ultimately directed.
Yes. Yes, this is good. If only this moment, this is true. This is the very place and time where there is room for two of himself. This is the self he would warn, if he was a simpler creature; it is the self he would comfort, if he was weaker.
"Aahhh-" he sighs out of the laughter, stepping up alongside himself in a silent suggestion that they walk together. "Peace of mind sounds like a very nice thing, right now."