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(Lucianna - Melody of an Angel)
The gentle sway of Matterinna's strides carried our tiny cabin ever closer to Old Elevian. From my vantage point, I could feel the world moving beneath us, yet the warm confines of the cabin brought an odd sense of stability. Even amidst the Fiora family, I felt like an outsider, an ink spot on a parchment of shared memories and familial ties.
I was used to having Max by my side, his insecurities met with my kindness, creating a bond that had grown over time. But now, his absence made the space around me feel expansive and empty. I yearned for his hopeful words and gentle reassurances.
To distract myself, I found solace in the spines of Agnes' magical books. Their pages whispered tales of old and mysteries untold. But my reading was soon interrupted by the melodious voice of Laussinna, Max's mother.
