Mmm - that was the most insidious part of it, I think. It got into one's dreams, one's memories. Even saying "Natives to Amoi"... it is more grey than that, perhaps. I am thankful that for me, it never progressed too far beyond strange memories and confusion - it was so easy for me to cast my life in Amoi's terms, until I would find a gap, or something that didn't fit, and I'd start questioning things.
[a sip of his tea, a squeeze of Gokudera's hand]
But many of us came to a feeling of belonging that was... quite unnatural, even though much of the time it felt anything but that. For a lot of people those 'gaps' closed and it became near-impossible to see the old life underneath. That the memories had changed, or how much. My journal from that time is... a troubling read.
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Mmm - that was the most insidious part of it, I think. It got into one's dreams, one's memories. Even saying "Natives to Amoi"... it is more grey than that, perhaps. I am thankful that for me, it never progressed too far beyond strange memories and confusion - it was so easy for me to cast my life in Amoi's terms, until I would find a gap, or something that didn't fit, and I'd start questioning things.
[a sip of his tea, a squeeze of Gokudera's hand]
But many of us came to a feeling of belonging that was... quite unnatural, even though much of the time it felt anything but that. For a lot of people those 'gaps' closed and it became near-impossible to see the old life underneath. That the memories had changed, or how much. My journal from that time is... a troubling read.