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Korhal, Koprulu Sector, Thursday Afternoon
May. 8th, 2008 10:17 pmThe square was large: so giant it could go on for full football fields in either direction. Perched near its center stood a giant statue, newly chiseled, with the features of an aristocratic, proud man-- Arcturus Mengsk-- set out with sharp, laser-burned detail.
Behind it, the spires of a dazzlingly new city reached for miles into the sky, gleaming with light. Ships shot through the air, weaving their way between them. The blue light of this planet's sun cast interesting lines on the windows.
And the square? The square was covered-- in flowers, in chairs, in people. A small platform sat in front of them, and behind it, a dais for some yet-unknown purpose.
It was a funeral, then; but for a funeral, there was a strange vibe of excitement passing through the crowds.
( Death was too silent; Lee had learned about being stoic, and to Roy, this was all too familiar. )
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Behind it, the spires of a dazzlingly new city reached for miles into the sky, gleaming with light. Ships shot through the air, weaving their way between them. The blue light of this planet's sun cast interesting lines on the windows.
And the square? The square was covered-- in flowers, in chairs, in people. A small platform sat in front of them, and behind it, a dais for some yet-unknown purpose.
It was a funeral, then; but for a funeral, there was a strange vibe of excitement passing through the crowds.
( Death was too silent; Lee had learned about being stoic, and to Roy, this was all too familiar. )
[ nfb, nfi, parts ganked from the end of StarCraft's Terran campaign, preplayed
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