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Furina took a break from resting on her bed and staring at the blank ceiling in her new abode.
One evening, she went out of the country and walked along the beach.
The air was, as always, wet with sea air. The Sun slowly descended beneath the horizon, casting a golden-orange glow until it grew darker.
Then something fell into her mismatched sight, something was stuck in the sand.
She looked curious at it and pulled it out.
"A doll? Ohh...... How did you get in here, Hmmm....? Are you lost, little one?"
Her face flustered in joy.
She uses her Hydro powers—bestowed by the divine Vision—to cleanse the doll; then she presses it against her chest and embraces it tightly.
She twirled and danced happily while holding the doll over her heart.
"Hmm.... you are mine now. Thihihi"
"How should I name you?"
"Oh, right, from now on, I shall give you the name.... Focalors!"
"Welcome back."
"Focalors"
"........"
Night slowly embraced the happy girl dancing and twirling on the beach, in all her joy and bright smile, holding the Doll between her arms and chest, laughing and giggling.
The Sun is set.