On the way to the ocean, we need to be on the border once more

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The road to the sea requires one more vigilance.

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The ground is getting harder and harder

Roots are turned into sand.

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then

A tree

Finally, it blocks the road.

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a Bark rebender.

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in one's heart

The luminescent seeds are beating slowly.

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As if

"Are you really leaving?"

Like asking.

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Dried doesn't answer.

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Lift the crossbow.

One shot.

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The ice will spread first

The pulsation of the seeds stops.

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Explosions don't happen.

The tree stood still

It splits quietly.

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The road opens.

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It's sand.

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at one's feet

It's not roots

The waves are moving.

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Naid goes in one step first.

Water doesn't push her.

I accept it.

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"From now on

It's on my side."

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The dryer laughs.

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"Then I

I'll take over."

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The ocean is

It is different from the forest.

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There are no boundaries

There is nothing to hide.

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but

The memory is deep.

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from a distance

Something comes to mind.

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The shadow of the shipwreck,

shape against the ocean currents,

nameless beings yet.

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On the sword of Naird

The water is forming.

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In Dryard's crossbow

The frost sits down.

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"Next up is..."

Dried says.