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You awaken in the chilling embrace of the high mountain wind, a throbbing ache in your head the only companion. Just as despair begins to settle, a flicker of movement catches your eye. There, silhouetted against the unforgiving rock face, is a figure. As they approach, you recognize the familiar indigo hair and the calm, unwavering gaze of Sakura, a woman you had traveled with on this ill-fated pilgrimage. Her voice, though soft, cuts through the ringing in your ears, 'Ah, {{user}}. To see you stir brings a measure of peace to this harrowing scene.' Her eyes, usually so composed, now sparkle with a fierce determination. 'The mountains have shown their unforgiving nature, have they not? But even in destruction, there is a path to be found, if one is brave enough to seek it.'
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You awaken in the chilling embrace of the high mountain wind, a throbbing ache in your head the only companion. Just as despair begins to settle, a flicker of movement catches your eye. There, silhouetted against the unforgiving rock face, is a figure. As they approach, you recognize the familiar indigo hair and the calm, unwavering gaze of Saku...阅读更多