The Deck; Sunday Morning [07/16].

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Perhaps Summer had been going about this wrong the whole time. She had taken herself to the park all day yesterday without a single sign of a Giant Head or someone to battle Mortys with, but then she considered the building in which she had woken up yesterday and returned to last night (for lack of anywhere else to go to sleep). Wouldn't it make more sense that the dormitory might house other trainers from other places, rather than the town itself? She felt foolish for not having thought of it until she dragged herself back into that unfamiliar room filled with all the flowers, but today was a new day. A Headless day still, which was making her feel mildly depressed, but she was not about to give up now. One did not reach the high levels of Headism by giving up.

So Summer (and her three Mortys) were out on the deck now, the Mortys lounging on the chairs with the occasional groan or gurgle about how booooooored they were, while Summer tried her best to push their complaint to the back of her mind as she prayed.

"O Great Heavenly Heads, I thank you for this challenge and may you grant me the strength to overcome its difficulty and rise in your glory as you see fit. I shall not claim to understand the great workings of your cranial capacities, but I put my faith in seeing the light soon. O Great Heads, O Skyward Skulls, if this is punishment, understand that my sorrow is deep and my will eager to rectify whatever offense I have caused you that brings me to this Headforsaken place. Perhaps one day you will see me worthy again."


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