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RE: A Cake for Lysire
"Of course I fear your death," Unna urged, looking at the youngest Lysire. "Perhaps we haven't met, but I am fond of a girl named Lysire who looks like you. If I can stop your death, then I will."
"I know that people must pass on," Unna's eyes widened and focused on the oldest Lysire. "But if I caused you to pass on in my future, then maybe I can stop it. Please tell me wha happened to you, if you can."
"I don't want for you to be taken before your time!" Unna silently said to the present Lysire. "How do I keep you from being taken before it is your time? What is before me?"
Unna breathed heavily as the young Lysire touched her face. "What does this have to do with my home world? What happened to you?"
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