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The cinnamon-tinted girl loped at an easy pace alongside the incoming and outgoing tides, the salty water running over her toes every few steps, sending a shudder through her body. The water was so cold! Along with all the damage it caused, the storm had also brought the temperature of the girl's world down. Nothing had been right since her mother's death and she felt as if the world had mourned the loss of Ayita Catori just as much as she had, but worse, in a raging manner. The storm had voiced her grief quite loudly, and Lottie felt it had been appropriate, however awful it had been.
Up ahead, Charlotte could see Terra and her two sons in front of a looming grey object. Curiously, she sped up, trotting quickly to meet up with the trickster family. "Hello, Terra!" she greeted cheerfully, skidding to a startled stop as she realized that the large grey object had an eye! "What is that thing?" she asked the Baroness, hoping she might have an answer.
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