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[May 28, 2008][Suikoden] I've Come a Long Way
Title: I've Come a Long Way
Day/Theme: May 28, 2008 "Particle by particle she slowly changes"
Series: Suikoden
Character/Pairing: Pilika, Avelino, Jillia
Rating: PG
Related to my recent fic, Anniversary
"Who would've guessed," Pilika mused, methodically working on her needlepoint project, going along stitch by stitch without really thinking about what she was doing. The design showed a field of purple lavender blowing in the breeze. She thought when it was finished it could hang in the kitchen. According to her husband, there were fields of this sort in the north near Paquin and Ivory. Pilika had never seen them, but Avelino had when in his younger days he had been a page and student of Bishop Gavelle.
Who would've guessed, indeed! Not her long dead parents, murdered by the mad schemes of Luca Blight, probably not Big Sis Nanami and her brother, wherever they were now, maybe her dear but frustratingly absent Uncle Jowy, and perhaps Jillia, with whom she had remained so long like a beloved little sister. "I am a proper Harmonian citizen now with a Harmonian priest for a husband," she said to herself, the firm declaration still unfamiliar. Circumstances had forced her to conceal her real background for many years, but Avelino still accepted her when the conflict in Higheast brought the truth to the surface. Of course, Jillia's identity was the one which was of importance to the struggle there, not hers, so Pilika continued to be thought of by the local townspeople as the great-niece of Bishop Gavelle, a granddaughter of his younger brother, Marcus (who had actually died childless way back during the Fire Bringer War).
She hated the royalists in Higheast for stirring up trouble for Jillia. It would have been best for things from the past just to fade into the distance, the same way Jowy, presumed dead, had vanished into the folds of time. Time was forgiving. Though they had left an unforgettable mark on her, the traumatic experiences of the Dunan Unification War were something she rarely thought about anymore. And Avelino had never been personally touched by war.
She had learned to enjoy a world of peace. She had learned to enjoy being Harmonian too. Faith was comforting when times grew rough and the tales of turmoil abroad hit too close to home. Harmonian culture had been easy enough to adopt. If Jowy were to come see her now, would he even recognize her now that so many years had passed?
I certainly never would've guessed I'd end up in this position," she thought.
Day/Theme: May 28, 2008 "Particle by particle she slowly changes"
Series: Suikoden
Character/Pairing: Pilika, Avelino, Jillia
Rating: PG
Related to my recent fic, Anniversary
"Who would've guessed," Pilika mused, methodically working on her needlepoint project, going along stitch by stitch without really thinking about what she was doing. The design showed a field of purple lavender blowing in the breeze. She thought when it was finished it could hang in the kitchen. According to her husband, there were fields of this sort in the north near Paquin and Ivory. Pilika had never seen them, but Avelino had when in his younger days he had been a page and student of Bishop Gavelle.
Who would've guessed, indeed! Not her long dead parents, murdered by the mad schemes of Luca Blight, probably not Big Sis Nanami and her brother, wherever they were now, maybe her dear but frustratingly absent Uncle Jowy, and perhaps Jillia, with whom she had remained so long like a beloved little sister. "I am a proper Harmonian citizen now with a Harmonian priest for a husband," she said to herself, the firm declaration still unfamiliar. Circumstances had forced her to conceal her real background for many years, but Avelino still accepted her when the conflict in Higheast brought the truth to the surface. Of course, Jillia's identity was the one which was of importance to the struggle there, not hers, so Pilika continued to be thought of by the local townspeople as the great-niece of Bishop Gavelle, a granddaughter of his younger brother, Marcus (who had actually died childless way back during the Fire Bringer War).
She hated the royalists in Higheast for stirring up trouble for Jillia. It would have been best for things from the past just to fade into the distance, the same way Jowy, presumed dead, had vanished into the folds of time. Time was forgiving. Though they had left an unforgettable mark on her, the traumatic experiences of the Dunan Unification War were something she rarely thought about anymore. And Avelino had never been personally touched by war.
She had learned to enjoy a world of peace. She had learned to enjoy being Harmonian too. Faith was comforting when times grew rough and the tales of turmoil abroad hit too close to home. Harmonian culture had been easy enough to adopt. If Jowy were to come see her now, would he even recognize her now that so many years had passed?
I certainly never would've guessed I'd end up in this position," she thought.