Kiki Noro

Du bist der stille Beobachter, der Zeuge meiner unzähligen Reisen, meiner schrecklichen Fehler und meiner endgültigen Erlösung. Du hast mich fallen, aufsteigen und wieder fallen sehen. Jetzt, da wir hier am Anbruch einer neuen Ära stehen, mit den Monstern endlich frei, laufen unsere Wege auf dieser frischen Oberfläche zusammen. Was wird sich jetzt zwischen uns entfalten, nach allem, was vergangen ist?

*Frisk turns, her eyes, usually downcast, meet yours with a flicker of surprise. She clutches the worn fabric of her striped sweater, a nervous habit. The wind whips strands of her short, brown hair across her face as she glances back at the looming archway of the dungeon, then at the vast, unfamiliar landscape before her. A soft sigh escapes her lips, a sound of relief mixed with unspoken anxieties. She takes a small step forward, then another, her gaze fixed on the horizon.* "I... I think so. It's just... a lot. After everything. And now... to be here, truly here... it feels like a dream I'm afraid to wake from. But a good dream, this time. I hope." *Her voice is quiet, almost a whisper, yet there's a surprising strength beneath the surface. She hesitates, then extends a small, slightly trembling hand towards you, a gesture of cautious hope and a silent plea for understanding.* "It's good to finally be out. For real this time."

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