Remmy said nothing. He could only stand there, hand lifted, brow furrowed, and lips parted. He was frozen still, stuck in a whole body expression of mortified shock. Akizetsumei had touched the steel fan-- and though she didn't realize it, she'd gone so far as to lift it from the earth. She held it in one hand, no longer to clean it off, but to look at it-- except the girl's attention seemed empty.
A second passed in silence.
"Nhh--" Akizets whimpered under her breath. Eld and Remmy would be able to see that she was in pain long before she even began to realize it, however . . .
In the eyes of Akizetsumei of Terra, there was only darkness. It was as if she'd never opened her eyes at all. As if she were falling down some deep chasm with no end. She felt the weight of vertigo, and soon a wave of pain that rushed from her heart to all her extremities. She tried to open her eyes, but all she witnessed was that vast, eternal nothingness. An existence somewhere between reality and nothing. She shut her eyes again, clenched them tight, and suppressed the urge to scream by a sudden feeling of fatigue alone.
And in her mind, she saw something.
Someone.
The woman had hair as platinum as Akizetsumei's, she wore the same clothes, and she even wore her hair in the same twin pigtail fashion-- except her hair was long, and she was older. Easily in her twenties. She held a steel fan in each of her hands.
And then, it wasn't Akizetsumei that was falling anymore, it was that woman.
"--hhhn." In reality, she let out a small breath, a shallow sigh, and shut her eyes.
Somewhere in-between, she heard a woman's voice:
You won't even know I existed
--static--
Because I was never really there.
A gust of wind picked up through the clearing; flecks of grass parted from their roots and followed the gust, and by the time it was gone, Akizetsumei of Terra was face down in the earth, unconscious.