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You're falling, and you can't remember why. It's a sickening feeling that makes your insides lurch; the darkness and the vertigo combine, and all you can think of is a story you heard once, somewhere.
Ah, I remember now. It's... a simple story that everyone knows. A legend of a Princess, the Demon Lord who kidnapped her, and the Knight who fought to save her. The Demon Lord had kidnapped the Princess countless times, but every time the Knight bested his challenges and rescued the Princess. No matter what tricks and ploys the Demon Lord used, the Knight would always triumph in the end. This was because--
The world tilts on its axis one last time, and the dream slips from your mind as easily as it arrived. A new voice intrudes on your sleep. Mechanical, monotonous.
"Next stop: Rakuen City. This train terminates here. The next stop is Rakuen. All change." The train rocks steadily. Rain pounds on the train and runs down the window in rivulets. Despite the rain there is a ray of sunlight streaming through the window, heating the air and making the seats almost uncomfortably warm. A puff of steam from the train winds its way lazily past the windows when the wind is right.
It's strangely difficult to shake off the sleep; the rhythm of the train seems to lull you back into slumber and the air is warm and heavy, making it hard to keep hold of a thought. Finally, though, the nausea settles, the last of the dream fades and you can take in your surroundings. And, perhaps more importantly, those around you in a similar state.
"We have arrived at Rakuen City. All passengers must leave the train. This train is terminating here. This is Rakuen."
Ah, I remember now. It's... a simple story that everyone knows. A legend of a Princess, the Demon Lord who kidnapped her, and the Knight who fought to save her. The Demon Lord had kidnapped the Princess countless times, but every time the Knight bested his challenges and rescued the Princess. No matter what tricks and ploys the Demon Lord used, the Knight would always triumph in the end. This was because--
The world tilts on its axis one last time, and the dream slips from your mind as easily as it arrived. A new voice intrudes on your sleep. Mechanical, monotonous.
"Next stop: Rakuen City. This train terminates here. The next stop is Rakuen. All change." The train rocks steadily. Rain pounds on the train and runs down the window in rivulets. Despite the rain there is a ray of sunlight streaming through the window, heating the air and making the seats almost uncomfortably warm. A puff of steam from the train winds its way lazily past the windows when the wind is right.
It's strangely difficult to shake off the sleep; the rhythm of the train seems to lull you back into slumber and the air is warm and heavy, making it hard to keep hold of a thought. Finally, though, the nausea settles, the last of the dream fades and you can take in your surroundings. And, perhaps more importantly, those around you in a similar state.
"We have arrived at Rakuen City. All passengers must leave the train. This train is terminating here. This is Rakuen."
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[ She looks reliable. Despite... accidentally falling asleep. SHE SOUNDS LIKE SHE KNOWS THIS CITY, SO. ]
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Wait, that's bad. But Taiwan remains optimistic! ]
Ehehe, where are you from, miss? Rakuen doesn't sound like one of the cities down south...
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[looks around more...] Do you have an idea what country this is?
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[Pauses, trying to think things out.] Maybe the trip has made you tired, ya?
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... too? What do you mean by "too"?
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[She's trying to remember a nation looking like her, but... she can't remember. A nation who knows Mandarin, has siblings...] It could be something is happening back in your place. Maybe if you tell me more about yourself, I can figure it out and we can get back home.
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Thank you so much! [ takes both her hands in hers ] Ooh, I really owe you this time!
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But you knowing me is important! That only leaves a few nations. [She starts counting on her fingers.] Are you Macau? How about Hong Kong? [she won't even bring up Formosa because the last time she saw her was when she was a tiny baby in Netherland's place and once or twice with Japan.]
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Macau and Hong Kong are boys! Besides, I'm not that tall...
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In the meantime, I'll name myself after my favorite flower!
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But hey, Netherlands used to bring stuff from your place a lot. Maybe he brought stuff from my house to yours, too!
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[She's quiet again, looking closely at her. She squints, and examines the hair curl. Hair curl + mandarin + plum blossom is adding up.] You couldn't be little Formosa, could you? You're much too big to be her! [unless everyone but her is growing up quickly.]
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Oh well, I'm sure I'll remember it soon! C'mon.
[ She takes her by the wrist. ]
Indonesia, what's happening at your house right now?
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[Maybe the trip has worn her out, but she complies and goes with her.] Ah... Netherlands talked me into building a lot of trains. [pause oh wait that's not so big.] He's been building a lot of stuff for me lately. Why?
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