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    If someone were to ask what Dulcet was doing right now, she would reply with a simple, "Listening to the waves."


    Because that was exactly what she was doing right now, sitting in front of the lake Roxas had shown her that one night a while back. During daytime, the lake looked almost as pretty as it did during nighttime. She guessed that was why the lake was special.


    But right now, all she really wanted was just some peace and quiet. At least, for now. If someone else walked up and talked to her, she would most likely start a conversation, though she probably wouldn't be as cheerful as she was before she left.
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