（ as the memory fades, so too does her disparate appearance. she is back to the kindly appearance, hair coiled in a braid, the conservative clothing with a high neck that conceals the scar at her suprasternal notch. it's aching, now, as if an inescapable acid is worrying at her skin like a dog with a bone.
the sword, too, is absent. ）
Hm. It seemed quite powerful.
（ not comparable to a hollow, but perhaps the dead in her world cannot evolve in such a manner. ）
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the sword, too, is absent. ）
Hm. It seemed quite powerful.
（ not comparable to a hollow, but perhaps the dead in her world cannot evolve in such a manner. ）