Happy Life
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- Okay, fine. At least it's definitely not "honey," - she says to the chest. Then, a shocking thought strikes her: the word could also be spelled with the letter "E," simply because the designers didn't provide another version of the letter on the standard lock. Moreover, the Phantom might be illiterate, and then guessing the word would be impossible.
Trying not to dwell on this thought, the priestess frantically flips through her notebook for a while, trying to remember everything she can about the case, making assumptions based on the locations visited, and even trying to form a word from the letters of their names, but all she comes up with is nonsense.
Finally, she sighs convulsively, puts the notebook aside, and reaches out with a trembling hand to the disk... Then she pulls back, tries to perform her usual set of breathing exercises to manage her emotions. It helps - but only a little.
Closing her eyes, she reaches for the disk again... After thinking for a few seconds, she opens them and tries to enter "adventure."
Trying not to dwell on this thought, the priestess frantically flips through her notebook for a while, trying to remember everything she can about the case, making assumptions based on the locations visited, and even trying to form a word from the letters of their names, but all she comes up with is nonsense.
Finally, she sighs convulsively, puts the notebook aside, and reaches out with a trembling hand to the disk... Then she pulls back, tries to perform her usual set of breathing exercises to manage her emotions. It helps - but only a little.
Closing her eyes, she reaches for the disk again... After thinking for a few seconds, she opens them and tries to enter "adventure."
My sword, my trusted ally, unphased by my aspect.
