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G l i t r a
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Dear Diary,
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Today, I paid a visit to those two adorable Azoo brothers. I really can't feel sorry enough for them... their poor mother has fallen ill, and I may not be of much use on the Veil Plains, but at least I can help who needs me here in the Heights. I just want the best for the little tykes... It seems like I'm the only one who's even able to help them, or at least try. Braig is so busy playing hero, and I'm absolutely positive everyone else has other things on their mind...
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But to be honest, I really do envy Braig. I'm always complaining how I'm not strong enough, but it's only the truth... He always tells me that whining about it won't solve anything, so I joined him for a mission... it's just not my thing, but I still feel a little spark within me; some incentive for adventure...
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Sorry, I got distracted by some things, but I'm back. It's already pretty late, and Braig's not back yet. I'm a little worried... but he can so take care of himself. He bought this house with all the Emblems he'd gotten over the years from those missions... and with that came vigorous, tough work. He can manage.
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The moonlight is really pretty tonight...
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Glitra: [She has left her diary on the bed wide open. Glitra rests her head upon both of her crossed arms, both of which are upon the large window seal. She stares into the night sky, the three crimson moons. A wide smile crosses her face as she watches them.] Mmm... What is it about you, moons? Your shine's so... awe-inspiring.
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Danith, you give to us your warmth in the darkness of night...
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Elicia, your gentle light soothes any troubled individual...
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And you, Cruce... You're the most mysterious of them... Almost indescribable is the feeling I get from you. A feeling... of connection.
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[Just then, a hum escapes Glitra. Surprised at herself, she continues along with it, letting the first notes that come to her head be played by voice.]
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Glitra: ... [The hum finishes, though she feels she can sing more.] (...I wonder where that song came from... It's not a song I know, but just listening to myself... It was so pretty... I must be getting kinda tired.) [She pushes herself off of the window seal a bit, floating back to her bed. She grabs the attached bookmark of her diary, placing it in the recently written page. She closes the book, not bothering to lock it.] Where are you, Braig...? ...[She looks to her bedroom door. It is closed.] ...(I guess I should get some sleep. He'll probably be reading another job list in the morning.) [Glitra leaves the book on her bed once again, floating to the door, opening it slowly, and leaving her room to go brush her teeth.]
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[Within only a few minutes, Glitra is laying comfortably in her bed, blankets over her small body, and a smaller white squirrel plushie in her arms. The doll appears to have a blue stripe running down its back and fluffy tail, as well as two yellow patches on its cheeks.]
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[She falls asleep.]
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[But elsewhere, sleep is grim.]
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B r a i g
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-Eastern Edge (Veil Plain).-


[This is the end of the Veil Plain. It is a wide promontory overlooking the vast Seraphic Ocean. Atop the promontory, a large figure lay unconscious. Braig floats before this large creature.]
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Braig: [Looking down at the moonlit figure, too aghast for words.] This is... This is our past... Before my very eyes... lies...
???: [From the shadows.] Yes, that is correct, my maroon friend. Our past.
Braig: Who goes?! [He turns around swiftly, summon a sword of pure Aurax energy in one hand. The energy of the saber is a bright red. Though he has turned around, he cannot make out the figure. All he can see are the eyes, which are gleaming off of something..] Who are you?
???: You will find no need for knowing my identity. Perhaps I took this job offer quite a tad late, no? Hmhm, I was merely seconds behind you... but that shan't stop me.
Braig: You... You what?! [He points his saber at the figure.] You came here even after you knew I took this job?!
???: I do not need to play by the rules... under these conditions... You saw before you our only link to the past... And I shall not let you or anything hover in my path... In our path... [A pinkish-purple light fades into existence from behind the figure. It creeps closer until it stops before Braig.]
Braig: Urg... [Winces a bit.] What're you...?
???: This is your last chance. Get lost... or perish. [The strange light begins sparking with a strange, unknown energy to Braig.]
Braig: [Shakes his head once, aggressively inching forward.] No way! I can't stand your type! This isn't just about glory and riches!
???: Hmhmhmhm... Indeed. It is not. [The light rushes at Braig, surrounding him and phasing into him, sparking from within his mind and body.]
Braig: [He shouts, all senses fading fast.] Ahhhhhhhhh!!!
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[This shout echoes across the silent land... but it is a shout lost to slumber.]
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[Morning comes...]
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--E N D I N G--
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So here are some notes: That song that Glitra was humming? More of it will be revealed as the story develops.
The "past" and these strange two figures? That comes even quicker in the story.