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Grand Opening Mingle Log

You've just moved to Farethere City!

Why? Well, you don't seem to want to dwell on it too hard. You certainly remember who you are and where you're from - it's not as though you have amnesia or anything like that, of course not. You just don't really want to think about the events immediately leading up to your moving here for some reason.

That's not important anyway. What matters is that you've just moved in to a new town! It seems like there are a lot of other people besides you moving in today, too. There's a giant 'Welcome to Farethere City' banner hung up between two trees, and there's all kinds of food and drink on tables underneath, including plenty you've probably never seen before.

Now's a good chance to meet your neighbors and get yourself situated. Wander around town a little - check out the library, or figure out what on earth those mushroom-shaped doors at the far end of town are for. Or just pig out on the food - you did just unpack all your stuff today, no one will blame you for taking the chance to relax.

(Don't think too hard about the unboxing process. Or why there might be some things in your house that you don't remember buying.)

Your mayor is floating about greeting people. You'll properly get to meet him at some point, so be sure to ask him all the questions you have about your new home.

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Consider the lilies of the field, how they grow; they toil not, neither do they spin. [Grainne had done a lot of make up reading lately; the quote popped into her head before she thought about it much.]

I think they should. Beauty fades always, and if that is one's sole purpose, then it becomes merely a thing given time, left with nothing but memories to comfort. It is... it is a sad fate.

...Is that from the Bible? It sounds familiar.

[Thoughtfully, Eun lifts his gaze towards the sky.]

I'm a photographer, so maybe I simply think differently. For me... because things fade, because nothing on Earth lasts beyond a fraction of an instant, I find the beauty of their living all the more compelling. Capturing the exact moment when sunlight brushes a leaf to bring out all the colors we couldn't see... it filled my heart with something inexpressible. I always wanted to linger there, to live in that instant of love.

[But he catches himself and smiles apologetically.]

Ah, but maybe I'm talking too much. I know not everyone shares my philosophy.

You are not talking too much, it is just you have led a different life. [She laughs, though not unkindly] Tis, though I'm hardly one to quote from it regularly. I'm a follower of the old ways.

Beauty is not nearly as compelling when you are the object which everyone seeks. It may be as that you are talking about a special moment in time rather than appearance itself, or... perhaps those moments when the world itself shows you its heart.

In that case, the world must be taken as its whole, snow and misery as well as light and warmth. Even love has a sharp edge.

[so does her voice, though it is sad rather than sharp.]

...Yes.

[His voice quiets a bit, withdraws within; almost like a cloud's passed over the sun. Whatever he's thinking, it's far from the surface.]

I find the cold places and painful edges beautiful, too, in their own way. But you're right.

[Eun shakes his head.]

The experience of the beholder is very different from that of the one beheld. Particularly when that attention is unwanted.

Yes... [Her hand pulls a lock of hair to the front, brushing it though her hair hardly needed attention.]

It sounds as if you have had experience with such a thing.

[Her eyebrow goes up, hinting at curiosity.] I hardly expected to meet someone who spoke like a poet on the first day here.

[He laughs a little, taken off-guard by the comment.]

Haha. I'm not nearly talented enough with words for that.

[But his tail wags once. He considers it a compliment.]

Still, like I said, I'm a photographer, and I grew up in a family of artists. I suppose that's why I end up thinking like that sometimes. [He tilts his head slightly.] If you don't mind my asking, what is it you do, Miss Grainne?

Talent is just another word for practice. [She smiles; how many times had she been told that when she was a child?]

Oh, I am in business. Cake baking. [Close enough. She put her spare time to good use.] At least it started out that way. It's gotten a bit more now. Home wares... home design. Knitting. People like my style, I suppose. It was really just to keep me busy after my divorce.

[And a long time ago, she had decided to dethrone Martha Stewart.]

Things for the home... You might find yourself in high demand already, then, with so many people moving in all at once.

[Who wouldn't want a cozy sweater to hide in or a cake to eat for breakfast, in a new place?]

Objects of comfort are always important to have when beginning a new life.

Oh, I don't plan on starting anything like that here... [Though she might, it depends on her mood.]

I came away because the business and stress of the big city made me feel... I do not know. Restless... perhaps. I may consider opening a booth if there is a little fair, however.

I suspect there must be. Towns like this usually do, right?

[It seems like a friendly, small-town thing to do. Probably there are summer festivals, too, and community meetings.]

I haven't decided what I'll do to occupy my time here, myself...

I would be surprised if it did not. [Even two thousand years ago they had their own little meetings. Grainne was more used to gatherings than not.]

You do not intend on photography? There would be much here to focus on.

Ah. Well...

[He's reluctant to answer, but eventually chuckles a little and lowers his head.]

I suppose it was a little misleading to say I 'am' a photographer. I... had a small accident this past year. Photography is a bit beyond my abilities, now.

Oh...

[It doesn't take much for her to realize what he means.]

I am sorry. I did not mean to... to be insensitive.

You had no way of knowing.

[It's not like he introduces himself like, "Hello, friend, I'm blind."]

I moved here for a change of pace. And a chance to learn what else I can be, perhaps.

[Old dogs, new tricks, et cetera.]

I... think I understand. You do not know quite what you are capable of until something happens, is that it?

Yes. And... I gave so much of myself over to photography. It's hard to imagine what else I could possibly do with my life, now that it's gone.

[Oh how she knows that ache.]

Forgive me if it is a bit impertinent... but it seems that it is something that is a part of you; why must you stop what you love? ...Was not Beethoven deaf? It... it just seems like there must be something more to it, if what we were discussing earlier is anything to go by.

[Oh.]

Comparing me to Beethoven is a little...

[He ends up laughing gently and brushing that floppy hair back from his face, surprised and touched in spite of himself.]

I'm not sure how I'd take pictures with what little sight I have left, but... Thank you, Grainne, for the encouragement.

Oh... I'm hardly someone who should be encouraging anyone. It is really more... more like... [She shrugs brushes her hair back, nervously.]

People are not remembered for their talents so much as for the hardships and challenges they had to face to become the person they did. Maybe it only takes listening with your heart, or to it.

[Despite her words, it doesn't really sound like confidence as she says them, rather hard lessons and experience.]

All I am saying is that you should not give up what you love too easily.

[A strange, withdrawn look passes briefly over Eun's face. He pauses, closes those blind eyes, then shakes his head and returns to smiling gently.]

Whether or not you meant to, it... still means something to me, that you would say that. You're right, of course.

[He turns his face slightly.]

Love sometimes has a way of not letting go, even when you do. Maybe a solution will come to me the longer I'm here.

[Eun devestated Grainne just with that one sentence.]

Ah... y-... yes. I sincerely hope you find that solution.

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