The beaming Light of Souls
“Ouch..” Juno is gritting his teeth after being awakened by the harrowing winds of the fountain of souls’ blue-ish beacon. His head has a storming ache stemming on wild within. Sona’s instruction has revolving on his mind, but he has no ideas to execute the deal by himself. To enter the beam by diving? What would it cost him afterwards? To catch her tail? What would happened as the aftermath of his conduct? The scenery of the fountain in short distance is undoubtedly overwhelming to his own sense. Countless spirits are swimming against the upperwards course of the pool of the dead, trying their finest ways to thwart their unwavering path to neverland. Some of them has even stranded from the masses within the runs, but immediately snatched by a creepy arms-like structure from the surface
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