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[healedbythelight]

[The journal suddenly starts recording to catch a young woman's voice in mid-sentence. Sadly, the camera is directed towards the ground.] -at this button does... Is it broken?

This is hopeless. I'll never figure this device out. [A deep sigh.] If only Pascal were here...

[The image shakes, then tilts harshly until the camera is directed towards a stone ceiling instead. A hand swiftly moves past the screen.] ... Ah? What's it doing now?

[And finally, the journal is tilted one last time to show a girl with long pink hair, wearing a New Feather dress and staring into the camera with a confused expression.]

Comments

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[healedbythelight]

The wings... Are they real? [They feel so real, but common sense dictates that humans can't have wings. Only angels have wings, but she certainly didn't die or anything of the sort.]

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[mistyarc.livejournal.com]

Real enough. They're vital to our survival; you should be careful not to damage them. Hurting them alone will cause you pain.

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[healedbythelight]

[She already noticed the wings are sensitive and very much attached to her body, but to think they're vital appendages...] Where did they come from?

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[mistyarc.livejournal.com]

They were placed on us, as well as the other parties involved.

[That's right . . . the Organization and the Third Party both have wings, as well.]

As for where they came from, exactly . . .

[He's not sure.]

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[healedbythelight]

... This is unbelievable. It must be a dream. [Yes, that's it. A very bad dream. Any moment now, she'll wake up in her room at the inn.]