[Dream, Flashback] kazamidori

[PepsiYuuka]

It wasn't as though she lost track of time. She'd never had track of it in the first place.

No, it wasn't as though her skin didn't feel the blistering heat and grasping cold of each of the seasons as they passed. But soon enough she found them changing as soon as her mind reacted to comment on them. So she went on unfeeling, ignoring it for a long while. The seasons soon meant little to her- little more than new colors with which her brush strokes took. She didn't need to think about it, so why should she? She didn't need to think about anything-

And it wasn't as though she found herself exhausted. Even through that blistering heat, the claws of that cold, her movement didn't ever slow. No- she'd keep walking. Her body seemed to have long since forgotten exhaustion, sleep, rest... She would keep moving until she fell over and died. Not that she understood why she did it- did she need to understand? Was that important to her? Her empty mind gave no answers.

But it wasn't as though she particularly hated it. For the most part, she felt quite fulfilled. Living in and for every moment, no matter if it was the same or different- with nothing to compare it to, it was just fine. She didn't know, didn't understand the possibility of more- it was a distant dream.

And yet-

And yet?

Still her heart faltered. Somewhere in the back of her mind, she heard her own voice calling. "There is more," it said. "You are a fool for living without question." Her brain languished in this wording for what seemed like an eternity.

"You have seen them- you are a fool for not realizing it." She opened her eyes, halting in her place. Taller and taller the flowers at her feet grew, climbing into the sky until their faces blotted out the sun above her head.

"Don't you want to be powerful too?"