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Leaving the observatory, Asmidul allows himself to take a deep breath of the night air. And again. And again. The night sky, otherworldly goddesses, fantastic stories, travels, Aya... No, this definitely wasn't for him. Perhaps he simply fell asleep in the library and is having another unrealistic dream. Tilting his head back, the young man gazes at the starry sky one last time. So distant and so beautiful.
After that, he quickly returns to the administration building, hoping to catch the kind Sir Lanson.