As the wind's intensity rose, Lumine's ability to retain consciousness waned. As her small form flutters through the sky, looking like a drifting flower in bloom from below, Lumine begins to dream. She dreams of far off lands, lands which she shall soon tread upon.
Lumine vaguely sees a land broken up by water, with either lakes or an ocean severing the parts of these nations, as rain and storm dominate the skies above. She sees a nation of vast mountains and deep valleys, filled with ore. She sees a land divided by lush greenery and barren, deadly heat.
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