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[Her expression becomes visibly tired simply thinking about what has happened to her the past few months. While being able to experience that innocent state of mind that was her early childhood was relieving, a welcome break from the fear and hatred she often held, the sudden crash of waking up from that was beyond what words could communicate.

She brings up a hand to rub at her eyes, an old habit that still remains even though she's been blind so long.] I... I'm tired, Mithos... I'm really tired...