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โ โ โ โ They can take your world. They
can take your heart. Cut you loose from all
โ you know. But if it's your fate...then every
โ step forward will always be a step closer
โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ to home.
โ
Sora shielded his eyes with both hands, squinting against the brilliant sunset and the strange, colorful sky. โWow. This place isโฆ amazing! Itโs all so different, but still so cool. Almost like a dream where everythingโs mixed together.โ
The wood of the Paopu tree was smooth under his palm, worn down by years of salt air and endless afternoons spent perched on its trunk. Sora swung his legs over the water, watching his reflection ripple and fracture every time a gentle swell washed across the shore.
One, two, three skips before it sank with a quiet splash.
Sora leaned his elbows on his knees, watching the ripples fade into the wide, calm expanse of the bay. There was no noise here save for the rustle of palm fronds overhead and the lazy lap of the tide.
Cooking and sewing are my specialty
I don't know about everyone's possibilities
I don't want to stop the possibilities of the future
Shouldering my fate, I'll go again today!
"ฬถ๐ฬถ ฬถ๐ธฬถ๐ชฬถ๐ญฬถ๐ญฬถ ฬถ๐ฑฬถ๐ณฬถ๐ฐฬถ๐ตฬถ๐ฆฬถ๐คฬถ๐ตฬถ ฬถ๐ฎฬถ๐บฬถ ฬถ๐ดฬถ๐ตฬถ๐ขฬถ๐ณฬถ๐ญฬถ๐ชฬถ๐จฬถ๐ฉฬถ๐ตฬถ.ฬถ"ฬถ