The waves recognize a member of the worldly seas.
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This is something quite extraordinary. She who lived in the slums is the same woman who receives all the love there is at this very moment. To be carried by the king, to be pampered by the nobles, and to be admired by fellow commoners, all were dreams that were only for the fortunate ones—and to be the one experiencing it, such a flawless way of receiving life.
Stubbornly trying to keep her eyes open, the moon has finally graced them with its illumination, paving the way leading to the final ends of the long road of nothing but trees, grasses, and wild animals. Heavens, have I finally found my place to belong into? still having the questions that weigh down her own self, the mixture of pessimism and hope is stirring up
