[Anyone tuning into the journals today will hear a soft, mousy groan coming from it. Laying sprawled on a cold rock in the forest is a...firefly? No, it's a tiny, humanesque figure. A young girl. She groans again and pushes herself up from the icy rock heavily.]

O-Ohh... M-My back. My back!! It... it hurts. Master-Master Ishaku! Oww... Issun...

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