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Memento Eden, what are you but a cage? I have almost seen the light within the prison, but I remember the fire of the life before this one -- dragon's fire. Memories return, but I --
I forgetI cannot remember my Lord Brother's face anymore. I cannot remember his voice or what he last told me. I cannot remember what he liked and disliked. I ( Read more... ) -
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PRIVATEYou left, too. I was not surprised. After all, time never could stop for us, could it? In another world, in another time -- but those words can be used for anyone. I never truly loved you, and you never loved me, though once we spoke those words to each other ( Read more... ) -
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[Her arms and legs and whole body are sore and tired, but she has to go on. She has to, for her siblings' sakes. Her hands have blisters all over, and blisters upon scratches upon welts, but she pays them no mind ( Read more... ) -
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When people leave, what then? Time takes its toll on memory, even memories formed here. Those who have gone -- what happens when those who remember them too disappear? Our memories of them grow dimmer and dimmer, and certainties grow ever more uncertain with each passing day. Even death holds no sway here, but those who disappear are more than ( Read more... ) -
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. . . For a healer, the worst sin is to take a life. I swore an oath, not to Elimine, nor to our king, but to myself. I had thought I could leave this war clean.
I was a fool.
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PRIVATE, UNHACKABLE
You promised -- you promised you wouldn't leave me.
. . . I had hoped. Did you know that? I had truly hoped. Then you left, once again.
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. . . !
I am . . . a man? But whose is this body? Strong, fast, and agile . . .
And, what . . . are these memories?
Edit: Mukuro Rukudo, I am Priscilla of Caerleon.