Kind of? I mean, I know or, more like, feel they're both endings of. Of some kind.
[ But if he were to be completely honest, there's a bigger reason as to why he lingers, staying here in one place rather than picking a path and forging onwards to the end of the dream. Even as the universe seems to be blinking out of existence all around him, he's remained here, watching others come and go, only those others have never been— ]
It's my family.
[ He adds, rather abruptly, after looking between the paths again, and then back to the way he felt that, maybe, he had arrived here. There's no going back that way, though. That was is gone. ]
I feel like I should wait for them. Like I can't move on without them.
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[ But if he were to be completely honest, there's a bigger reason as to why he lingers, staying here in one place rather than picking a path and forging onwards to the end of the dream. Even as the universe seems to be blinking out of existence all around him, he's remained here, watching others come and go, only those others have never been— ]
It's my family.
[ He adds, rather abruptly, after looking between the paths again, and then back to the way he felt that, maybe, he had arrived here. There's no going back that way, though. That was is gone. ]
I feel like I should wait for them. Like I can't move on without them.