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Tale #55

White Sky

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Alpha

I dreamt I was flying through the air.
I've had this dream before, and I'm always so high up.

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Alpha

I don't know why, but my hands turn into wings.
I don't know if there's any great meaning to these wings when I'm flying in
the dream, but...
It's...probably...I think it's because I think that to row "I need wings to
fly in the sky."

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The sky is so quiet, with only a gentle breeze.

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Alpha

There's a person on the road.

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Alpha

It's Takahiro.
He sees me, doesn't he?

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Alpha

(!)
(Yawn)

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Takahiro

Alpha, uh...

Alpha

Mm?

Takahiro

Last time I came this way...
This white thing came wooshing--

Alpha

N-not another scary story!

Tale #55: Closing