How are you going to find out? Yuna wonders with a small smile, swimming a little closer to her monarch and peering up into the mess of roots and bones. Some people have said it moves through the water, like it's alive, she remarks, resisting the urge to reach out and brush her fingers across some of the crimson roots. Though I suppose if that were true, we'd have seen it from beneath, surely.
As for her lost trinket, Yuna lets herself drift further into the depths a few feet, eyes turned up as if she might see a glint of the watch against the island. A little of both, she admits. It was gold plated, but I think some of the colour has begun to erode, so parts of it have turned silver.
As for her lost trinket, Yuna lets herself drift further into the depths a few feet, eyes turned up as if she might see a glint of the watch against the island. A little of both, she admits. It was gold plated, but I think some of the colour has begun to erode, so parts of it have turned silver.
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