[ she looks down at kisa, and then up at the bell, wrapping her delicate fingers around the old rope. what can she wish for that won’t upset kisa, but isn’t a mockery of coming all the way out here, either? something like a dress or a bottle of wine seems too little, for kisa’s pure heart. ]
I wish…
[ ah. ]
I wish to hear Rean’s voice again, as it was when we were young.
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[ she looks down at kisa, and then up at the bell, wrapping her delicate fingers around the old rope. what can she wish for that won’t upset kisa, but isn’t a mockery of coming all the way out here, either? something like a dress or a bottle of wine seems too little, for kisa’s pure heart. ]
I wish…
[ ah. ]
I wish to hear Rean’s voice again, as it was when we were young.
[ she rings the bell. ]