Three More Hours

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Dimentio couldn't walk in the creek as the two-headed towards the waterfall as a final location, which made him sad. Walking was too painful now. He could hardly support himself and whenever he tried, he would begin to tremble intensely. When Luigi asked, Dimentio would brush it off as simply being tired and feeling a little dizzy. 

Heading up to the waterfall, through the woods one last time, was all very emotional because Dimentio knew it was the last thing he had time to do. After this, he was going to have to say goodbye to Luigi and go his separate way before Luigi found out what was really happening to him and where he was really going.

He felt more and more exhausted, but as relaxing while allowing Luigi to carry him through the peaceful woods he loved so much now. He couldn't let himself fall asleep yet, no matter how much his body wanted him to. He had to keep his eyes wide open and take in everything he could. The dimming glow from the sky, the sound of Luigi's consistent footsteps, the feeling of the man in green's steady breathing, the warmth that he emitted, Dimentio could feel it all. 

He didn't want to let these feelings go. The feeling of being warm, cold, happy, sad, angry, he didn't want to let any of those go. Yes, he wanted to keep the good things, but he wanted to keep the bad things too. The bad things were a part of him too, and he didn't want to let them go either. Life was full of bad things.

Once they arrived back at the waterfall, the water looked dark blue. Not the same dark blue as the deep ocean, but a midnight-sky dark blue. One that was less terrifying and more gentle. Actually, now that he thought about it, the shades were similar. The dark blue from the ocean was only scary because it felt mysterious and no one could tell what was down there, but the same could be said for the sky. So much of it was unexplored. If anything, the sky should have been more terrifying.

Actually, neither should have been terrifying at all, because they were both simply a part of nature. The ocean surrounded the land and was filled with mystery and life, just as the sky surrounded the whole planet and was too filled with so much.

Luigi carefully set Dimentio down in a soft patch of grass to the left side of the falls. He then sat next to him, leaning back onto his hands and looking at the falls. The gentle mist from the water made the land around them slightly damp and they could feel the cool chill, but it wasn't so powerful as to make them move away. 

Dimentio took a short breath in, closing his eyes for a moment, but refusing to fall asleep. He tilted his chin back slightly, and though there were no words being spoken, the world didn't seem silent. He could listen to the gentle rustling of leaves, he could hear the trickling of water, and he could actually feel the soft breeze coming from the falls. This may have been the only location he could actually feel a breeze at. He liked it. The breeze blew away the worry and fear. He could almost imagine the breeze blowing his illness away too. 

"Thank you," He whispered, his voice sounding small. He didn't want his voice sounding small as he said that. He wanted those words to be strong because he truly meant them. He wanted those words to feel true and powerful, but he was no longer powerful and he didn't have the strength to make them that way.

Luigi didn't have to turn his head to look at Dimentio since he was already looking at him. See, Dimentio was trying to soak up everything from the world before he left, keeping his eyes open and memorizing it all, but Luigi was keeping his eyes open and watching Dimentio, trying to memorize everything about him before he left. There was a small scar next to Dimentio's left eye, the yellow eye, that he had never noticed before. He wondered where Dimentio had gotten it but wasn't going to ask. He didn't want to ask, because he wanted something to talk about the next time they met. It was the same reason he didn't ask for Dimentio's real name. He wanted a reason to find him again. "For what?" Luigi asked.

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