[Something about the way the countryside rolls past them, stretches and stretches of nothing but wilderness, barely a dirt path to follow as the world thrives outside of the reactors- Something about it is soothing. Calming.
Hypnotizing.
Cloud's barely aware when they stop. He hears the buzz of Zack's voice, but not what he says.
His tongue sits too heavy in his mouth to speak, but the panic still wells up in his throat.]
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Hypnotizing.
Cloud's barely aware when they stop. He hears the buzz of Zack's voice, but not what he says.
His tongue sits too heavy in his mouth to speak, but the panic still wells up in his throat.]