subject: Edge of destroy [print this page] Lucia finally woke upLucia finally woke up. Exactly speaking, she woke up for her empty stomach. Calculating from the first day falling into the shadow, she had been alone for three days. Thirsty and hungry, she had to find something to fill her mouth. It was human's instinct for survive. Fortunately, she found the weird thing in her bridal gown. It was shining like a crystal, and moreover sounds were spread from the bridal gown. "You knew that you were me. You should know who you are. You are the " Lucia tried to hear every word of the sound, but the whisper extinguished like it was a dream. So gentle, so weak it sounded. Lucia wanted to confirm whether she was the one supposed to hear the words, so she responded to the voice" Were you talking to me? Who you are" However, there was no response. "Anyone here? Please, help me" No magic was made, but Lucia found that her bridal gown was not shining any more. She doubted whether Irrilia talked to her, but she had always been told that Irrilia was a boy in white birds' kingdom. But that voice obviously belonged to a girl. If the words were for Lucia, who should Lucia be? And whether the one Lucia was to be had some relation with her lost in such darkness. No explanation, and everything began to sink. Lucia felt herself away from the human's word again. Surprisingly, the voice continued to talk" You were the goddess, you are responsible for today's situation. It was time for you to wake up". This time, it was clear that Lucia confirmed on thing. The sound was from the bridal gowns, and it seemed as if it came from the place where she pronounced. That was the evidence which convinced the" You were me". But the goddess, why Lucia should be the same person as the goddess. She had had no special expertise since she was born. And Lucia had never heard anything weird happening around her life. That was the most strangest things today. In the cave, Sophie stopped talking again, leaving the priest sunk in puzzles. Why the sacrifice of holy white birds could be converted to light of hopes. What would come if they refused such sacrifice. And how could the goddess be so cruel that she never showed any sad in her face? But anyway, the priest thought that Sophie deserved his trust.
