She was here, the one I called Maria. She was still alive! I’d thought the war must’ve destroyed her, but I was wrong.
“Waaait! Wait for me! I wanna go with you!” I yelled at the top of my lungs, hoping only she heard. Winds of the Plains made my words echo around. She signalled the machine beside her to wait up.
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Filed under: Alternate Symphony: The Missing Prodigal and Others, Episode III: Medulla






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