Tranquility I
Kotallo let the icy water flow through his fingers. He hadn't been here in years.
As he crouched by the water's edge, listening to the bird song and the gentle rustling of the birch trees leaves, he couldn't help but wonder what it would've been like if he'd build that cabin, he had dreamed of as a young soldier. Over there by the trees, the water's soft sounds nearby, calming, and tranquil.
But life had taken a different route, and now, everything had changed.
Kotallo looked over at Aloy, who was sitting with her knees pulled up to her chin in the soft grass, watching the clouds move lazily across the sky. How he loved her... perhaps that cabin away from everything, raising a family, was now a goal to pursue.
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To the West: the Daunt
To the East: back to Meridian
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God, these machines are so unfathomably huge...
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