beautiful world.

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[now that he's got his brown hair back, the garden is his first choice. there was a maze or something in there, a cliche one like in those books. hopefully, he can find his way out, meaning his sense of direction is still very much intact. and maybe he'll find someone else in here, because he knows he needs to train a lot more before he meets up with anyone dangerous again. he's clutching a card in his hand, still rubbing some redness on his wrists.]

Left, right... left.