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Nara sits on the balcony, wrapped in a blanket. She has a cup of tea, which she's trying to warm her hands around, and she's been reading a book she found in the study.
She's waiting for Zhilbar, who said he would come and speak with her.
Truthfully, she's not sure she wants to know what he has to say. The more she remembers, the more she thinks she was better off not knowing at all. Everything is so strange now...
She's waiting for Zhilbar, who said he would come and speak with her.
Truthfully, she's not sure she wants to know what he has to say. The more she remembers, the more she thinks she was better off not knowing at all. Everything is so strange now...