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  1. Public Bookmark 16

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    Prompto accidentally finds himself in Pitioss, with no way back. Alone, hungry and cold, he has to traverse the hellish dungeon to escape.

    “Okay dude, you’ve got this. Totally got this! Just a… hundred foot drop. Don’t look down, don’t look down. Shit! Looked down!”

    Prompto carefully adjusted his footing on the ledge. If it could be called that. He could barely set his foot down properly because of the width; and shit, he’d totally just looked to the depths below. One more step. One more step. He could totally do this. He wasn’t a complete idiot. Just inch forward and-

    He slipped.

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  2. Public Bookmark 58

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    The third time Prompto excused himself into the cover of the trees and threw up, he thought it would probably be smart to say something. He thought that as he was walking back, feeling absent and less than three-dimensional, and then he arrived on the scene of Gladio and Noctis at each other’s throats about setting up the tent.

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    The Citadel was a masterpiece in glass and steel, the sheer scale of it overwhelming. It reflected back all the lights of Insomnia, tiny twinkling points of brightness that glittered in the dark. The plush red carpet that stretched away into the high arc of the entryway ferried in couples, stunning ball outfits as brightly colored as the feathers of an exotic birdbeast.

    And Prompto stood there, at the base of the steps, gaping up at it all like an idiot.

    It took him five solid minutes before he could convince himself to move, and with each step, he became more certain that he was dreaming. No place this beautiful could actually exist. There was no reality in which someone would hold the door wide for him and say, "Right this way, sir."

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    12 Apr 2021

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    The Citadel was a masterpiece in glass and steel, the sheer scale of it overwhelming. It reflected back all the lights of Insomnia, tiny twinkling points of brightness that glittered in the dark. The plush red carpet that stretched away into the high arc of the entryway ferried in couples, stunning ball outfits as brightly colored as the feathers of an exotic birdbeast.

    And Prompto stood there, at the base of the steps, gaping up at it all like an idiot.

    It took him five solid minutes before he could convince himself to move, and with each step, he became more certain that he was dreaming. No place this beautiful could actually exist. There was no reality in which someone would hold the door wide for him and say, "Right this way, sir."

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    12 Apr 2021