Wolfwood brings his knees to his chest, tracing the outline of the building far off in the distance in his mind's eye.]
Really...weird.
[Surreal is another word he could use. It's like, he knows it's not real. He knows this is an illusion, or a dream, or whatever...but it feels more real than that. It's far more real than something he could dream up, after all.]
...yeah. It...it's my home.
[Not it was. It is. It still is, even if he was forced to give it up.]
I obviously didn't know what was going on while I was there. But whether I did or not, I never really thought about somebody comin' along to adopt me, or whatever. I never really could imagine myself anywhere else.
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Wolfwood brings his knees to his chest, tracing the outline of the building far off in the distance in his mind's eye.]
Really...weird.
[Surreal is another word he could use. It's like, he knows it's not real. He knows this is an illusion, or a dream, or whatever...but it feels more real than that. It's far more real than something he could dream up, after all.]
...yeah. It...it's my home.
[Not it was. It is. It still is, even if he was forced to give it up.]
I obviously didn't know what was going on while I was there. But whether I did or not, I never really thought about somebody comin' along to adopt me, or whatever. I never really could imagine myself anywhere else.
I think I could've spent my whole life there.