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You once told me that flying was like being free.
Not so in my case as much as Bahamuth's wings allow me to fly high in the sky I've always had these chains.
The only moment of freedom I could have was when I could be with you in those rare fleeting moments, which war and princely duties could grant us.
Now I pray to the night sky and hope to be reborn not as a prince but as a free man.
To be able to live a whole life with you by your side, Terence.
All I ask is this and I hope that when I open my eyes in that new life I will be able to find your smile waiting for me, without the chains that suffocated my wings.