If wishes were fishes, we'd all have a feast...

[rebel_wo_a_clue]

So. We're supposed to write down our wishes on these little scraps of paper, and then see what happens, huh? Ain't that...nice... Heheh... Guess I could wish these goddamn wings away--but that'd be a fuckin' waste since they'll prob'ly go away on their own. Eventually. But no... there's really only one thing I want from this hell-hole: home. I wanna go home, back to the...the...Lost Ground--wherever the hell that is. Me and Ryuhou... I want our lives back--however fucked-up mine apparently is, I don't care--I want it back, and not a goddamn piece at a time!

*starts to scribble something on the paper, then stops suddenly*

No.

I don't want a goddamn thing from this place.

*snaps the rod in half and tosses the pieces in the water*

Fuck this place--and fuck its goddamn wishes. I'll find my own way home.