what a sight ; a soothing balm on her wounded spirit. lovely countenance belies a heartache known to only a few. & seeing him, the one who was thought to have been lost ... here, at the bahamut dominant's side, was something that Rosa could have only dreamed of. she hadn't seen him since youth. when she was a girl of ten years alongside him. she stood at the doorway, fingers wound tightly together & held at her chest, as if in prayer. ❝ it is you ... it truly is you ... y-you live ...❞ rosa whispered in awe. with a soft blink, she averted her gaze, shaking her head.
❝ i apologize ... you probably do not remember me. our meetings were far & between. ❞
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