The forest mornings are nothing like the seaside. Instead of the tides, there’s birdsong, and the breeze feels gentler, carrying the scent of flowers and grass.

Ah, sorry for rambling on about such trivial things again. I just wanted to thank you. Thank you for indulging my selfish wish.

I know how transient these moments are—like sea foam, disappearing with the slightest breath of wind. I don’t have the right to ask for more, but... could we let this dream last just a little longer?

Happy Activation Date, Lamia!
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