As the days passed, Yuki felt herself becoming stronger and stronger. Her form still weak, she finally had a solid figure. Her ghostly skin became a soft pale. She let out a high C note, her voice coming out strong and beautiful. Was it true that this one man had actually gotten people to believe? Why was he so persisant on her living, though he doesnt know her? She felt her heart pound slightly and flinched, a warm feeling spreading through her cheeks. 'I can feel again.." She felt the presence of the man Dray, and she slowly stepped out from the cave, revealing long, silky, pure white hair. Her small figure, now fully pale and softly colored, was wrapped in a wonderful white gown. Her bare feet crunch under the leftover snow. And as she stepped out, snow began to fall. "H....How many?"