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|s2_title  = First Time on Land
|s2_title  = First Time on Land
|s2_text  = "Time: Allegro"<br>
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"Time: Allegro"<br>
"Weather: Scorching"<br>
"Weather: Scorching"<br>
"A few days ago, at night, I took the lyre and swam toward the stars on the ocean's surface, but a torrent appeared and carried me far away."
"A few days ago, at night, I took the lyre and swam toward the stars on the ocean's surface, but a torrent appeared and carried me far away."
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"Dizzy and uncounscious. When I woke up, I was on the beach."<br>
"Dizzy and uncounscious. When I woke up, I was on the beach."<br>
"This is my first time... on land."
"This is my first time... on land."
 
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"Everything is different here. The air feels dense, the sounds are rich, and the water is thin. Without water's protection, the sun is scorching."<br>
"Everything is different here. The air feels dense, the sounds are rich, and the water is thin. Without water's protection, the sun is scorching."<br>
"There are people living on land. The sounds of their voices are... unlike any melody I've ever heard."<br>
"There are people living on land. The sounds of their voices are... unlike any melody I've ever heard."<br>
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"I want to remember every single note."
"I want to remember every single note."
 
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"Those on land like to press against each other warmly. They say it's called a hug, a ritual for becoming friends."<br>
"Those on land like to press against each other warmly. They say it's called a hug, a ritual for becoming friends."<br>
"Maria is... my friend. I don't quite understand what 'friend' means, but I broke a clay pot that humans cherish, and she didn't mind."
"Maria is... my friend. I don't quite understand what 'friend' means, but I broke a clay pot that humans cherish, and she didn't mind."
 
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"She took me to see the bonfire. The melody of fire was very pleasant. It's a... warmth that didn't exist in the sea. Maria couldn't hear it, so I played it for her. She loved it and danced along with the song. We sat by the bonfire for a long, long time."
"She took me to see the bonfire. The melody of fire was very pleasant. It's a... warmth that didn't exist in the sea. Maria couldn't hear it, so I played it for her. She loved it and danced along with the song. We sat by the bonfire for a long, long time."
 
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"But I can't get too close to the fire. Hair and hands... will dry out."
"But I can't get too close to the fire. Hair and hands... will dry out."