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Fortuna:  “…Mom…” Hearing her name spoken by such a faint, fading voice, Emilia called out again in a daze. Embracing her mother with trembling arms, she found it heartbreaking how much lighter Fortuna’s body had grown. At some point, her blood must have flowed in such great quantities that it stopped coming out at all. If the bleeding had stopped, was her mother’s wound all right, she wondered? Emilia’s mind was so young; there was no way to protect it without holding on to some kind of hope. Anyone could see that Fortuna, no longer retaining any power to move, was on death’s door. “…Bro…ther…I’m…sorry.”
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Emilia:  “Mom.”
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Fortuna:  “I couldn’t…protect anything…you told…me to…” She voiced her regrets, her tone like that of an apologizing child. With nothing left to bleed, the only thing that came out were Fortuna’s tears. Feeling the heat of those tears with a touch of her finger, Emilia tried with all her might to gather them up. She did this thinking them the sum total of her mother’s life force at that moment. “My sister…will be a-angry, huh…? She won’t forgive me…for this…will she…?” As she listened to her mother’s words, Emilia belatedly realized. The light had long faded from her mother’s violet eyes.