#eighthilles

Walks by in full hero regalia

Muses as animal crossing villagers

@eighthilles

he’d grown old. that was such an accomplishment, as a user of one for all.

he was still tall. yes, tall like the pillar he still is, no matter what he may think; he’s simply supporting the new generation of heroes instead of collapsing, twenty story buildings, & the ideals he set forth will never crumble. he’s tall enough that nana would have to reach up to ruffle his hair, if she wanted  —  if she could. a thin, almost-skeleton form hidden by baggy clothes. a narrow, pointed face  —  gaunt, sharp cheekbones pressing against skin  —  framed by soft, golden hair that was longer now. & a… tiredness to him. she sees it in sorahiko, too, when he visits. & isn’t that just something incredible: despite it all, despite her inadvertently being the cause of their immense suffering, they still visit.

she sits cross legged in front of him. reaches up & ruffles his hair; a stray breeze flows between the strands, instead. it’s the best she can do,  ‘ me too, ’  a hug. she just wanted to hug him, to tell him how proud she was of him; that she never, ever blamed him for anything, that he had accomplished so much. that she loved him so much. it would have to wait, though.

‘ but don’t look forward to it too soon, sunshine !  i know you’re tired, you’ve done so well, but you still have a little more work to do. our time will come. until then, keep on smiling. ’ 

“ Then… Don’t ?? ”