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Pripyat Soul stood at the edge of the world, or at least what he perceived to be the edge of the world. Or to be more exact it was only the edge of his own personal world, not the whole world. At the southern end of the pack lands, Phoenix Valley melted into the salty water of the Atlantic just as dawn was beginning to creep over the lands and it was here Pripyat stood frozen, his sapphire eyes straining to see further than the horizon allowed. There was something out there, he knew that and whatever it was Pripyat longed for it. Had longed for it since his return from his short trip outside of the pack lands. Inferni wasn't anything like the distant continent that Pripyat imagined was somewhere past all the water, but it had been something different. It wasn't slow and steady like the life he knew, predictable and comfortable. Phoenix Valley was secure, Phoenix Valley was secure. Phoenix Valley was boring.
The boy stood there, his breath escaping his lips in frozen clouds as he breathed heavily, a weight on his heart causing him to draw in and exhale more air than was required. It wasn't the longing to travel, the desire to seek out excitement, which caused his lungs to fruitlessly try and compensate for feelings of emptiness. It was the realization that he might want something more than what Phoenix Valley had. How could he ever explain that to Mother? To Jefferson? It would surely be a disappointment to them both. And the desire not to disappoint either of them triumphed his wanderlust. Yet his love for them, his obligation to Phoenix Valley, didn't keep his mind from wandering. And his wandering mind worked best staring out at the ocean, which is where the boy remained, long after dawn came and went, his gaze transfixed the a place he would probably never see and might not even exist at all, or least not the way he imagined it to.
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