Slivers of Time ~/~ Alpha and Crona
divisiblezero
“I can’t stay out here for long, I have to find a place to hide...”
Every moment of staying out in the open was a moment Crona’s life could be in danger. Though he was walking as quickly as he could, his sword Ragnarok in hand, he felt vulnerable, dark eyes darting frantically around him. As usual his mind was reeling with the fears that plagued his thoughts. To avoid the one he ran so far away from, he knew he had to find an isolated place to get away. This was his mission, he had no time for anything else...
Yet as Crona walked across Brieve, he found himself becoming increasingly distracted from his task at hand. Having crossed into District 3, he was astounded by the sheer amount of life that teemed along the city streets. There were people walking nonchalantly all around him, as if they had no worries in the world to cloud their thoughts. There were towering buildings, residences of all kinds, restaurants, shop windows, signs of a civilization Crona had never imagined could actually exist. All of this had been outside for all this time...? How was the young swordsman supposed to deal with anything like this?
Before his fears could claim his mind again, one particular shop window caught his eye. In the display was a stand of small trinkets of various kinds he couldn’t quite understand. Tiny snowglobes, a pocketwatch or two, a necklace that looked like it could have belonged to a princess...
“Oh...”
Crona found himself slowly leaning forward to look closer at the display. He had never seen such pretty little oddities like this, and he couldn’t remember seeing any items of the sort back at home. For a moment he almost completely forgot about what he had set off to do, letting himself admire the inside of the store through the window. He might’ve stayed here for a while, lost in thought, but his gaze shifted slightly to the left, and suddenly it seemed a pair of striking red eyes stared back at him.
“A-ah...!” Instantly he darted his eyes away, fidgeting at the window of the store as he fought his instinct to flee from the scene. M-maybe that was just in his imagination... There weren’t any monsters inside this store, right...? But maybe he should leave, what if the monster saw him...?