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4th moon [written]

[Written with a quill:]

Which writing instruments do you generally favor?

[Written with a ball-point pen:]

Are they the same you could find in your worlds?

[Written with a graphite pencil:]

Also, what are all of these named?

[Written with an ink brush:]

Rydia, I'll need to speak to you.

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...I'd feel saddened, if I knew someone cared but not enough to tell me their name.

((right=write))

[She nods and sighs.]

So would I. In a place like this, you need all the friends you can get. Still, there's no forcing people. At least your idea will allow some bonds to be kept or rekindled.

At the very least, it might spark some interesting discussions. Even then, no one would be forced to become friends again.

Did Archie say when he wanted to do this ceremony? I wasn't sure if he'd decided on a date.

He mentioned no date to me. Could he be waiting for the next wave of New Feathers?

Possibly, that might be a hectic time for that. After the flood subsides would be better, but it's completely up to him. I'm just glad someone's taking the initiative.

Has there ever been such a ceremony before? Since some people have been here for years...

[Rydia's silent for a moment, thinking.]

I...there might have been one before, but if I'm right, it was a very long time ago. Certainly enough time has passed to make it welcome again.

Remembering those who have left is important. Our memories are the only proof of their pasage here.

[She nods, her expression softening.]

You're right. Sometimes it's hard, not having anything else left behind when they go, but that's all the more reason to hold tight to those memories.

Yet when we leave, those memories disappear with us. Who knows how many people have been completely forgotten?

[Rydia frowns, looking sharply away.]

I don't believe those memories are completely gone. I won't. They might be buried, but there's always a chance to bring them out again.

Even if they are merely buried, they follow us to our original worlds. Those who have left cannot suddenly return and tell us about the first people who found themselves here. We are missing a great part of this village's history.

[Calm, Rydia. She takes a deep breath and looks back at Cecil.]

I know. We won't ever be able to make up for that completely, but we'll do what we can. I think it will make a difference.

[Cecil isn't quite as emotionally invested in this as she is, admittedly.]

You've been here for some time, have you not? Do you know who are the earliest residents of this village?

Hm...I can't say for sure how long everyone's been here, but there are a few who where already established when I first arrived. Those who have been here the longest have been present for at least three years, now.

[She paces, making sure to keep clear of Cecil's writing supplies.]

Golbez, of course...and that fiend of wind.

[Rydia says that last part with pure distaste, quickly moving on.]

The teachers in the school -Raine and Gelda- have been here for a long time, too. Martel, too, though she left and has recently returned without her memories of her previous time.

[He deposits the book on his bed before starting pick all the pens and pencils up.]

Perhaps one of them has taken notes on arrivals and departures, though I sincerely doubt it. Otherwise, they'd probably have given the information to Archie. Then again, my broth does have a rather good memory...

[With the whole 'realizing your enemy is actually your brother because his face kinda resembles your mom' thing.]

Teachers might have records of their students, and I doubt there were no disappearances among them.

[Rydia helps him with picking up the writing materials.]

They would probably be the best people to ask, them and Golbez. I'm sure they remember even more people than I do, and most of mine were close friends. Those who own the restaurants and pubs might make good sources, also. They must see a lot of villagers.

Then again, if they see too many faces, they might have trouble recalling any particular ones.

It's possible, but you never know unless you ask. Some people have really good memories.

...Having such a good memory must seem like a curse, sometimes.

[A slightly wistful smile, at that.]

Sometimes, it is...but only sometimes. It's not easy, but I'd still rather remember than not, you know?

I feel the same way, but I doubt everyone has the strength to accept that.

Probably not.

[Rydia leans in to impulsively give him a hug.]

I know it's selfish, but...I'm glad you're here and not just a memory for us.

[Cecil's never had a problem returning hugs.]

Wanting your friends by your side is never selfish, as long as they feel the same way. And I'd certainly never say no to spending time with you.

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