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คthe breeze that has swept in from the sea carries the subtle scent of salt ; ๐ ๐๐๐
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๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐, she muses, observing the break of dawn as it beckons soft hues to coalesce in the sky. her hair is unbound and combed by that same, foreign breeze. although her eyes have closed, she profoundly feels that she has experienced the culmination of liyue's radiance here, from yujing terrace: as transient as the season of sakura within inazuma.
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คand i as well, to share in your early morning regimen.ใ
คโ ayaka concurs with smiling sentiments & the gentle fondness of kinship. she would compare it to the delicate, auspicious bud of a flower, patiently awaiting the day it blossoms to signify their friendship. as a disciplined early-riser herself, she surmises that it would be a quiet pleasantry to share the first light of day. she considers this gesture intimately sacred, between two souls that are tacitly solitary for different reasons.
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คi anticipate returning to inazuma, if only to share my experiences during the lantern rite with my brother and yae. i must extend my gratitude most of all to you, ms. ganyu. you were an excellent guide throughout.ใ
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this endeavor will surely inspire the feasible preparation of inazuma's future, profitable festivities. she feels refreshed by liyue's industrious community, optimistic that the same tact & application may be endorsed with regards to inazuma's affairs as well. ayaka directs her attention towards her company, bearing herself with candid sincerity.
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คperhaps, i may visit you again sometimeโ when you are permitted the leisure, of course.ใ
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