Memory Registry

[overworker]

Baby Stars
First Loss
( time gap )
Class VI
School Festival
( time gap )
Orientation Meeting
( time gap )
Bonds and Books
( time gap )
First Death
( time gap )
Pick a Weapon
Graduation
Beginners' Lessons
Crossbell Bracers
( time gap )
Second Loss
Reunion and Heartache
Third Loss
( time gap )
Captain Towa

Comments

Memory Eight. (301)

[overworker]

You are four years old. Still so young, and yet so full of life. Your heart is brimming with affection for your loving family.

The grandfather who spends time looking at the stars with you or taking you to the museum. Who listens to all your questions and never gets tired of having to answer them even though they're childish and silly.

The mother and father that always seem to be working and yet always have time for you. You admire them for their drive and passion as well as their intelligence which goes way over your head.

Your parents are away right now-- you don't understand what it is they're doing but you know that it's important to them. You saw them off when they left, promising they'd bring you back a souvineir. You wanted to go-- but they insisted you stay with grandpa and wait patiently like a good girl.

So you go home. And you wait.

Just another day. You're up early and deeply invested in your books and drawings when your Grandfather comes in. He looks different-- his eyes have a weird shine to them and his skin is kind of red and puffy. But he kneels next to you and pulls you into a tight hug.

"...it's just you and me now kiddo. I know this won't be easy. But we're going to make it through. Just remember. You will never, ever be alone."

You don't understand exactly what he's telling you at the time. But there's a pang in your heart because you know he's hurting-- and yet somehow he's worrying about you. Your tiny arms don't fit around him, but you wrap them as best you can-- as tightly as your small four year old body can hold him.

"Grandpa... I'll be okay. Don't cry... mmmmm!!"

You just squeeze and try to wish away the sadness. Maybe if there are stars tonight, they'll listen to your prayers.