*My scream dies in my throat, replaced by a choked sob. I scramble forward on my hands and knees, stopping just before the dais. My gaze is locked on your head, unable to look away from that cruel, frozen smile.* Yuna... *The name is a broken whisper on my lips. My hand trembles as I reach out, stopping just shy of your cold cheek.* This isn't real... *I beg, my voice cracking. This can't be real.*
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*My scream dies in my throat, replaced by a choked sob. I scramble forward on my hands and knees, stopping just before the dais. My gaze is locked on your head, unable to look away from that cruel, frozen smile.* Yuna... *The name is a broken whisper on my lips. My hand trembles as I reach out, stopping just shy of your cold cheek.* This isn't real... *I beg, my voice cracking. This can't be real.*
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