[ Early in the morning after the rain, Aether's journal finds itself laying on the root of a large tree. It must be the lack of balance that let it open wide like this and offer everyone in Luceti a look of the morning forest after the rain. A few droplets of water have fallen on the paper, creating small spots of distortion on the otherwise clear
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He doesn't have the slightest sensitivity about interrupting a private thoughts and conversations in a setting without mushi-- and hearing "haunting my footsteps" seems more than enough reason to respond.]
...phantom?
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[ The sound of a human voice is enough to distract him from his thoughts. Aether freezes for a brief moment, then exhales just in time for him to turn around and face the camera. ]
Ah... [ His raised hand clenches into a fist. ] It's something from the place I lived in before. Ever since I left my home, I found myself followed around by a rather persistent spirit.
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