[He awakens dressed in a soft, blue tunic resembling a harebell. As he sits up he notices a slight movement in the corner of his vision. There’s something blue, and not to mention sparkly.]
Fluttering, flickering, something’s off track~
Ah! I appear to have wings on my back~!
Then I wonder sincerely, if I leap from this flower~
If I attempt flying,
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