Pripyat's listed as a Transcended City (Those that guard). Are you sure that wasn't a typo? Seeing what happened to her, seeing her broken and still in pain and abandoned by her surviving children and practically bugnuts by the time Ys finds her... just... how? /Why?/
love can be monstrous though.
people forget that it’s a force, like gravity. hurtling downwards. i know I usually focus on the lighter, prettier side of love: romance and sex and pretty girls doing pretty things to each other but. love isn’t reserved for that. love stays, even when you’re broken and abandoned and damaged beyond repair, it can be toxic and tough, like exposed sinew, like a choke.
Pripyat, I think, has more right to talk about love than anyone each. She can measure it out in inches, in exposure, in shedding hair, with broken, nailess fingers. It’s who she called first to tell them to run. It’s who called her. It’s the image of her, going to that burning, bleeding place, to try and seal doors to stop more leaking out and feeling her skin slowly retreat. seeing what happened to Chernobyl- the noises. And how Pripyat didn’t leave her sister’s side.
You think someone like that can’t know about love? She knows more than anyone else. Yes, she knows the size and scope of humanity’s crimes. And suffers pain for it every day, will suffer it for thousands of years to come. But that doesn’t mean she doesn’t love. Fear is often of the unknown after all. So she loves still.
What’s the phrase? From Katie Ford: ‘Don’t say it’s the beautiful I praise. I praise the human, gutted and rising.’