Would someone kindly explain the meaning of this symbol to me? I found it pinned to my door when I woke up.

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I realize many of us are shaken by the loss of people important to us. The situation has always been trying here, even during the most peaceful of times. Though it may be difficult, and now more than ever, I truly hope that we are all able to remain optimistic. This city cannot and will not break us.

Be safe and be well, my friends.

If you lay a hand on anyone I care about, I will personally make sure you regret it.

[Private to Axel, easy to hack]

Axel. There is a gentleman looking for you. His name is Saix. You two were colleagues? Regardless, he did not seem very pleased to know that you were here. He does not know that Sora is here; when you inevitably confront him, I would appreciate if you did not tell him.

How dangerous is he?

I certainly hope you are happy, Zero. Putting the lives of several people in danger for the sake of promises that remain unfulfilled. Promises that I doubt will ever be fulfilled.

Miss Fey is doing a fine job without you. Perhaps you should leave it that way.

This city grows more interesting by the day, even after being here as long as I have.

Has anyone heard from Archbishop Net recently? With the recent rash of disappearances, he comes to mind. I have experienced the loss of too many friends that way. And my other friends, are you doing well? Sora? Doctor? Rosette?

Food, Christmas, and happiness once again. This truly is the most wonderful time of the year.

Though... I could do without the mistletoe.

I had been expecting the city to have mercy on us this week, after the crisis that was the last. And yet, unsurprisingly, that is entirely not the case. And so close to Christmas.

At the risk of sounding like a broken record, what happened this time?

So help me God, this city may have taken Thanksgiving from me, but I will pass through the gates ( Read more... )

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WHAT HAPPENED.

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[her words almost sound choked] No. Spiritia. [a sniffle] Wait for me, Spiritia.

[a door slams nearby, then silence until it cuts off]

I barely considered that I may be able to see Spiritia again soon. She may, for all I know, be a trip across the river away. Our homes may lie there. Our friends. For those of us who do not have our friends from home here with us.

And yet. If our time here is truly near its end, many of us -- I daresay most of us -- may soon not be able to see ( Read more... )