Where am I? Where's my maker, what's this mist that is around me?
I am on a beach? Oh, my favourable pair of scissors, it only feels a bit lighter right now, wait, I can move by myself.
What's this? I can taste the air, I breathe. It feels great!
I breathe, and breathe, and MOVE!
Now, where is my maker? The king?
The king! He is the problem and the reason of my maker's.... inconvenience
Wherever she is, I am going to find her.
I can feel her presence in this world, I will find her.
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Needles and scissors
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