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Wandering for ten thousand years, the 9572nd year.
Sally had arrived in an icy world.
The weariness of her body was far surpassed by the turmoil within her soul.
She walked through the land of ice and snow, her dark pupils void of Divine Light, numb and blank.
Suddenly, she no longer wanted to take another step, and she collapsed onto the ground with a 'thud'.
As her consciousness slowly drifted away, and she was about to fall into a deep sleep, it seemed as though a warmth covered her lips, the cool fragrance of snow and the pure breath of life entered her body through her lips and teeth.
Sally greedily sought that soft warmth, wanting more and more… But then a sharp pain hit the back of her neck, and she passed out.
She did not know how long she had been unconscious before Sally finally woke up.
