CEDRIC 011: Battle School
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CEDRIC-ADMIN//
open private messaging @12:33 PM
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CEDRIC//
Vlad, I had another dream at the school
different, though.
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CEDRIC//
Mandarc, you in here?
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MANDARC//
(joining)
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MANDARC//
Greetings --
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STRAUD//
Empty again?
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CEDRIC//
I was supposed to be a student at the school
busy, everyone was so busy, but no one seemed to notice I was there
I quickly lost my class, no one, again, pursued me
I walked around the school, looking for a place to belong
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STRAUD//
Empty. Always empty.
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CEDRIC//
The school itself was decked out. Modern. Spacious.
Many classrooms, though the hallways were spartan.
I got many details but had the enduring feeling that none of it really mattered.
Many students, many obedient students. Children, though I didn't get the sense that I was a child necessarily.
All tucked away behind their classroom doors
busied by their captains and instructors
No one around to notice me.
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VLAD//
Not it.
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VLAD//
close private messaging @12:37 PM