16 Purple Files

[proudambassador]

Oh yes. Of course. First, my head is flooded with dreams that are not my own, and now, now I cannot even get out of the elevator. I am stuck. But of course, no one will help, because no one can, not when the elevator is rude like this, no.

I hardly know if it is good or bad that I am not trapped alone. There is a fiery-headed man, a striped-hair boy, and a brown-haired girl. They are likely human. Their hair is not in crests.

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[proudambassador.livejournal.com]

I am not sure that we share something to pray to, but the thought, it is appreciated.

[magical-bosom.livejournal.com]

I would think us all the Maker's creatures in some way.

[proudambassador.livejournal.com]

The Maker. [There's a long pause, with the pen resting on the paper for a while before he writes again.] Not the Great Maker, hm?

[magical-bosom.livejournal.com]

I do not know. It seems familiar when I see you write it.

[proudambassador.livejournal.com]

The Great Maker, that is the one that seems familiar to me, and so I wonder.

[magical-bosom.livejournal.com]

I'm sorry I cannot tell you more than that. It was a name I heard in my dream, and it... comes to my mind when I consider the matter of faith.

[proudambassador.livejournal.com]

It is no matter. I do not have it in my dream, and I have not heard it. It simply pokes, yes? At the back of one's mind.

[magical-bosom.livejournal.com]

That's a rather apt description of it, yes.

[proudambassador.livejournal.com]

I thank you for the compliment.