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[eidolon-soul.livejournal.com]

[Rydia's standing by a shallow pool of water, staring around with undisguised nostalgia. The reason for that becomes apparent when she pans around with her sky phone, revealing a village familiar to at least some people. It's that of Mist, at least as it was whole and unspoiled. That the area is completely devoid of anyone else blunts her enjoyment a little, but...at least she can see her hometown again. That's something she won't take for granted.]

It's happened again, though this time I wasn't taken to the Feymarch.

[She smiles, though. While she misses the Eidolon kingdom, this place is also very dear to her heart.]

I hope I'm not needed for anything, since I'd like to spend my time here as long as this lasts. Far too much time has passed since I've been home, even though this isn't real...for now. I wonder if this means Mist is next to appear in Gaia?

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[danceawaypain.livejournal.com]

Rydia? What is that place?

[Penelo's hauled up in Migelo's very empty shop, looking quite melancholy.]

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[praygenius.livejournal.com]

It's nice to see it again, isn't it?

[Porom smiles. She never saw Mist before its destruction, it's comforting to see how perfectly Rydia managed to restore it.]

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[trinitycrusades.livejournal.com]

[Mist... As it was before it was destroyed, not the rebuilt town Cecil remembers more distinctly. Guilt flickers briefly over his expression, but he does his best to hide it. They'd put the past behind them a long time ago.]

This has happened before?

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[melodiesoflute.livejournal.com]

[Silence claimed Edward once he saw this footage. He had no idea how it was possible but there before Rydia was the Village of Mist. Without a single grain upturned or a blade of grass singed by war, Mist looked to be thriving in perfect harmony.]

Is that...

[As he spoke, uncertainty clung to his every word.]

But how? This...this is Mist.

[Trailing off suddenly, Edward just smiled at Rydia once he realized that he wasn't merely gazing at an illusion. Rydia was home, for this day...she was home again.]

I don't know, Rydia. I just don't know how this is possible, but...I say let it be.

[He knew how much she loved her hometown, so Edward hoped that Rydia could enjoy her time amongst her people again.]