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... ng water and the touch of the current.
Not on the earth, nor in the deep waters of depression.
At this moment, a voice in my heart is becoming extremely clear and precise.
That was the voice of hope.
"Seleca ... Seleca ... Seleca ..."
The sound was extremely gigantic and very distant, as if the last call had been made, and it was already ancient times 10,000 years ago.
As long as I can't remember.
However, in the past ten thousand years, I have of ...
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