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... he bridge, on the grassy fields that had once been a battlefield, a silver-haired girl gazed at the fog-covered horizon.
"The time has come, huh…" Lily murmured, staring into the hazy blur ahead.
She couldn't lie and say she wasn’t anxious. After all, more than half of her life had been spent on this side of the bridge.
Were her memories accurate? Were the sensations she believed she loved truly as pleasant as she remembered? Was she really making the right decision?
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