The wind howled, whipping sand and grit across his body and face. Setsuna didn't know why he was out here in the desert, the sandstorm stretching around him in every direction, but something told him he needed to keep walking. He couldn't stop now. So he pulled the scarf tighter around his face, adjusted the goggles he wore to protect his eyes, and
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I'm fine. It's just an odd dream.
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I'm not very good at interpreting these things.
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I meant... it was a pretty image. A place you remember...?
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It tends to look the same when you're in the middle of a sandstorm.
I've never seen a flower like that, before.
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Have you ever visited the desert?
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