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While collecting the dead, the old veteran was torn apart by monstrous birds. Watching from the crowd as his r…

While collecting the dead, the old veteran was torn apart by monstrous birds. Watching from the crowd as his red tassel was snatched away, she cried until her eyes were raw. Now, when the wind blows, she hears a pen case rolling in the well's dark depths, and vows to get it back. To get them both back.

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While collecting the dead, the old veteran was torn apart by monstrous birds. Watching fro… | Where Winds Meet Database