The coldest of the districts are silent through both day and night, echoes muffled gently by the snow that covers them. ... But despite how kind the silence is, I cannot bear to spend much time in such a cold area - My master preferred the heat of the desert and the flames held within the nightclub.
[Literally. Literal flames. That's where the incinerator was, in the VIP room of the nightclub. Yes, this means Purple's a VIP at a nightclub. In fact -]
... Truth be known, I actually find myself missing such an atmosphere, despite how suffocating I find crowds to be. And how incredibly little I participated in its festivities. Is that odd?
[They feel like it's odd. They don't even like clubs, after all - they just miss what they remember of their life back in Everhood.]
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My master preferred the heat of the desert and the flames held within the nightclub.
[Literally. Literal flames. That's where the incinerator was, in the VIP room of the nightclub.
Yes, this means Purple's a VIP at a nightclub. In fact -]
... Truth be known, I actually find myself missing such an atmosphere, despite how suffocating I find crowds to be. And how incredibly little I participated in its festivities.
Is that odd?
[They feel like it's odd. They don't even like clubs, after all - they just miss what they remember of their life back in Everhood.]