[ For that moment in time, Usagi's fears fade. It's there -- a constant that she knows will always keep her grounded. Rei smells different, like they've been travelling for too long, but she feels like a warm fire and a home that she's never really forgotten. So, she cries for a little bit into that worn leather armor, because it helps.
But, it doesn't last for very long, because she knows they're still in this horrible place and that the pokemon, while different from the ones Usagi knows, are real along with the dear friend that she's known for what seems like an eternity, even though in the waking world they've only been friends for a few months. ]
I don't know what's going on! There was this mirror and now I'm different [ She just seems to cling a little tighter as her head moves around to look at the destroyed world through the veil of the ghost pokemon. Usagi can see the broken homes and dreams this place used to have and it's almost too much for her again. ] Where are we?!
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But, it doesn't last for very long, because she knows they're still in this horrible place and that the pokemon, while different from the ones Usagi knows, are real along with the dear friend that she's known for what seems like an eternity, even though in the waking world they've only been friends for a few months. ]
I don't know what's going on! There was this mirror and now I'm different [ She just seems to cling a little tighter as her head moves around to look at the destroyed world through the veil of the ghost pokemon. Usagi can see the broken homes and dreams this place used to have and it's almost too much for her again. ] Where are we?!