A recurring dream from a fateful night haunts Varian. With a past he couldn't forgive himself for and a future he abandoned, his life in the present is in tatters. But when you're alive, there's hope. The hope comes one day in an unexpected form. The painful past, the meaningless dream and the unexpected way forward force him to make a choice. Stay broken and remain in the sorrow of the past he couldn't change. Or. Pick himself back together and try for one last time, to find the truth about his own dream and its connection to his unforgivable past, all in the hopes of forgiveness of himself, by himself. https://discord.gg/kBKaTtsrpb
It was snowing in Eos.
The couples walked hand in hand. The parents held their children by the hand. The elderly were guided as their grandchildren held their hands.
Vin looked at her empty hand and was reminded of the times when her brother held her hand and took her out to play.
'Pull yourself together, Vin.'
Clad in a pitch black dress, Vin walked in the streets with an expressionless face.
For some reason, she opted to walk to her destination than drive there. But she sadly didn't fit into the cheerful crowd.
It didn't matter to her. Her father was suddenly busy due to the situation on Mars. The responsibility of following the tradition and honoring the deceased fell on her.
'Is this really happening?'
It still felt surreal to her. Perhaps this whole thing was a lie. An elaborate prank because her brother wanted to see her cry.