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The sea was—
There were definite memories in the sea, of the sea, of the small village they had lost. Aina still, at times, felt overwhelmed, but as she traveled through Halpha, she found the sea was everywhere, always at the edge of each area.
“It’s almost as if it’s trying to tell me—they’re trying to tell me,” Aina said, standing on a cliff, hands behind her back like they usually were. “It’s almost as if they’re trying to tell me everything will be alright, that they will always be there with me. My dad and everyone else in the village.”
The person with her nodded their head in agreement.