I had a lot on the mind. Too many thoughts to even focus on just one. The moment I stop to contemplate one thing, another thing would barge right in to become my new brief second fixation. Repeat ad-nauseaum and it really was a mystery how I hadn't yet slammed to the ground headfirst with how dense it's gotten.
Dense. That's probably the word here that perfectly encapsulates everything that's transpired so far; the scope of Ruria's true sentiments, revelations of past lives that I'll probably never get to know more of beyond a surface glance… and I'm almost certain the more I uncover, the less likely I'll ever have an empty head again.
A faint sigh broke the quiet. Ruria adjusted her stance, losing a little of the intensity that permeated her every move.
"That's all I have to share," she said, her voice empty of feeling, depleted even of that anger that always accompanied it. "Will that suffice?"
