I'll never forget the first time I saw her.
Not that, in all reality, it was that much different from any other time after it, mind you. But then, it wasn't so much what she was
doing, where we were, or even that she was unnervingly
beautiful.. but that I
saw her. You have to understand, the thing about that was, I
didn't see people. They didn't matter. They flowed past and around me in black and white streams, all the same, speaking with one voice as an ocean of faceless nobodies (that could've much been the same person for all I was concerned), and I couldn't have cared less. An ideal world for me was one I didn't touch and, in return, did not touch me. The job came in, the money passed hands, I went through the motions, never questioning. The guild loved me for my simplicity.
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