"Monsters wander around the Field Map. Making contact will initiate battle."
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"Monsters wander around the Field Map. Making contact will initiate battle."
The monster:

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THATS SUPPOSED TO BE CYCLONUS?
GRAVE SUGGESTIONS meme starters ! ✿ not accepting. @carnadines (cullen) has whispered: ‘ there’s only so much that can be done to repair old damage. ’
The ghost of a DULCET HUM haunts the back of her presently clenched throat, suffocated betwixt queries and responses that seem to instantaneously lose the entirety of their previous significance when compared to his anguished vocalization. In spite of her quite peculiar upbringing, even Ahri is well aware that the PAST can only be partially altered by the actions of the present: it matters not how much one might desperately attempt to put all these broken smithereens together once more, for their shapes have eventually molded and changed into something else, thus making it utterly impossible to recompose a picture ( a life, a heart, a remembrance ) that can therefore no longer be whole. CURIOSITY sets the mage’s petite frame aflame and she cannot hinder herself from wondering what kind of past experiences must have prompted him to say such a thing ─── Is he, mayhap, trying to ATONE for his old sins ?
❝ This is undoubtedly true. I suppose that all we can do is to learn how to LIVE while bearing the weight of the past, ❞ responds calmly the foxen woman, whose halcyon eyes remain carefully settled ‘pon his visage in search of any hint that might answer at least one of the thousands of curious questions currently pirouetting within her head. Lotus-red tiers are thus puckered onwards whilst her head is graciously canted to one side and, before her common sense can stop her, Ahri is already taking a tentative step forward. ❝ Is that your REASON to live ? To repair old damage ? ❞