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The woman glances at you again, etching her words and thoughts into the innermost chambers of your palpitating heart:
-This is the way...
(she murmurs, glancing at the vulnerable and dazed soldier)
-This is the way we can be together...
Fire Axe
Your eyes eagerly follow the path of her gaze, and you can see a curiously shaped, curved piece of driftwood that appears to have washed ashore upon the glistening sands of the beach.