Don't Be Afraid To Be Who You Are - Isle Side

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The Rain Rain Rain Came Down Down Down

Just over a week after the Isle visit people would find themselves drawn outside. The weather was finally getting warmer, but that wasn't all of it. A strange foul smelling - and fairly toxic - mold had begun growing in some of the classrooms. Thankfully not the ones where people were sleeping but it was still enough to make it unpleasant to remain indoors. Some might blame the growth of the mold on a certain obsessive compulsive cleaner, though others might say that he just discovered it and accidentally gave it access to oxygen and such.

Whichever the reason, sleeping outside for a few days was sounding like a better and better plan with every passing minute. Even the drizzling weather couldn't make the indoors terribly appealing for anyone with a sense of smell.

And it was over night on one such night that the rain was... different. Warmer and a bit tingly. And some people would awaken quite a bit older than when they fell asleep, perhaps. Their memories might have caught up with their age, or might come to them slowly. However it happens, there might be some very confusing moments as those who seemed to be young just a moment before are now... less so.

Gift In Time Gift In Time Nary A Reason Nary A Rhyme Gift In Time!

Weirdly, there was something good to come not long after the rain. In addition to aging some folks up, it also seemed to wash away the worst of the mold, allowing people to return indoors once more. And each of them would find, soon after, in some place that they considered theirs... a small gift. It was rare that positive things happened on the Isle, but perhaps this was a sign of things to come.

Or perhaps even a broken clock is right once in a blue moon...

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[mist_the_point]

Foulques shook his head. "You speak from your heart," he said. "While such often lacks clarity by its very nature, it has far more truth in it if one is willing to listen. And while I can't claim to know your friend and what he might say, I find I prefer speaking to one who carries some of the same hard truths deep in their bones. I've already told you more than I've told most in this world, because I would not lay such a burden on the shoulders of one who did not know how to bear it."

He considered for a moment, frowning thoughtfully. "Chara, whatever may have happened to them, is a child, and sees the world through a child's eyes. Things are either one thing or the other, with little space for nuance. All humans are wicked, and all monsters good, and the like. You and I know that the world and the people who inhabit it are never so simple, but they are not yet quite able to make those distinctions. This will likely make convincing them easier in some ways, but more difficult in others."

"Meanwhile, Sun, for all the oddities his nature presents, has the understanding of an adult. What he lacks is experience, and that, at least, we can provide. We can help him learn to understand that simply because things are a certain way doesn't mean that they should be. Though like many tasks, that is like to be easier said than done."

He sighed. "Time, and patience, as you said; one step at a time. Though in different ways in all cases, including my own. But for good or ill, I'm used to not being believed or trusted, often with little to no reason. At least here, I know tis not likely to be done out of malice. A cold comfort, perhaps, but a comfort nonetheless."

[ubuntu_programmer]

"I wish I had access to youtube here. Sun would probably benefit a lot from the Cinema Therapy playlist." They shook their head. "You're right, though. About us needing to help Sun with positive experiences. And we can. Hopefully."

Ian leaned back. "Trust... is always a hard one. But I'll tell you this... you gave me no reasons to mistrust you, and unless you do... any mistrust from me comes from my own scars and not from you."