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| Zepp | May 18 2011, 11:57 PM |
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After a stern sleep, Saigo woke up. All he could hear was the splash of the tides. His uniform, his plane, his co-pilot were nowhere to be befound. He sat, stark naked on the shores of a forlorn and unfamiliar place. "What is this?" Saigo spoke aloud to himself. The splashing of the tides were a calm break from the labyrinths of information that spiraled within Saigo's mind. Gradually, the information escaped, as the calmness of the waves mixed with the trauma of the event and make Saigo's mind clear as waters running down Mt. Fuji. For a stark few minutes, all Saigo could hear was the sound of his breathing. He closed his eyes. Calm yourself, it refrained. Feel the emptiness. His eyes opened with piercing clarity. Edited by Zepp, May 22 2011, 01:57 PM.
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