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The peals of laughter that ring through the forest are just a bit startling, unexpected. But it piques Ace’s curiosity, and so he walks carefully over roots and soil to find the source of the laughing; by now, his pain has subsided, but the questions only crescendo up in his brain.

When he reaches the clearing, he sees the girl, the blossoms.

Hibiscus.

Portgas D. Rouge wore a hibiscus in her hair, that’s what Garp had told him.

When he’d heard that it made his heart hurt a little. When he’d heard that he sought out those flowers in the forest surrounding his childhood home but he could never find them, and he never would until he took off at seventeen.

This is … strange, to say the least.

He can’t sort or parse the feelings, so he just stands there for a moment, gazing from flower to flower to girl to flower.

He wants to ask what’s so funny. He wants to find his crew, his mother. He wants to lay down, too; not next to her, but in the clearing all the same.

“I don’t mean to alarm you, miss.” Ace says, unsure if he’d been heard approaching, “I trust your laughter means you’re all right, but … Are you?”

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she laughs and laughs, throat raw and stomach tightening. she laughs so she doesn’t have to cry. the forest may have given her wings, but the freedom is just too much to bear for this nineteen year old pop culture icon.

is this how apollo felt when he flew too close to the sun?

hana takes another deep breath. this is dumb. why are you busting a nut over some stupid ass leaves? maybe she should start focusing on how to get out of this garden of eden. however, all thoughts stop when she hears footsteps approaching, and a voice that isn’t her own. her body jolts into an upright position, petals knotted into her hair and reaches for her light gun that she was sure wasn’t there a moment ago.

the visitor had a scarf wrapped loosely around his neck, a dorky hat and a sprinkle of freckles. he spoke softly.

“i’m … fine! who’s asking?” she answers, eyeing him closely. “ are you … lost too?”

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a young girl with chocolate tresses parts two crossing branches adorned with pink magnolias and a small clearing, with just enough sunlight peeking through the trees over head, reveals itself to her. she takes a step forward, inhaling to fill her lungs with the sweet smell of flowers, but her face betrays the scenery as a slight pout tugs at her lips. she hasn’t felt this way since she was seven years old and she ran a little too far from her mother’s hand in the local supermarket. it’s bittersweet and liberating and it rests heavy on her heart.

is this what its like to be disconnected from the world?

the feeling nudges her forward-- small steps turn into leaps and bounds and suddenly she’s skipping through a field of mugunghwa blossoms until she finds herself on her back looking up at the sky, surrounding herself with millions of petals.

hana lets out a laugh, loud and unabashed.

her followers will never believe this shit.

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