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恢复意识的她，发现自己苏醒于这个飞舞着玻璃蝴蝶的地方。<br>“多么令人愉快啊，”她想，“这些美妙的图案居然能在空中移动呢。牵引着它们的丝线在哪里？”<br><br>她蹲了下来，整了整裙子，环顾四周才发现这附近没有任何丝线。那些事物，也并不是蝴蝶——<br>玻璃碎片，不依靠任何外力便飞舞于空中。“太美妙了！”她自心底赞叹道。<br><br>这些玻璃反射出了另一个纯洁的世界。她从中看见海洋、城市、火焰、光芒；美好的景象目不暇接。<br>她抬起了自己的手，试图去抓住它们，开心地笑了出来。<br><br>她并不知道这些玻璃碎片有个名字：Arcaea。<br>实际上，名字对这些过于美好的事物来说并不重要。<br>她触碰、旋转、观察它们；她靠这样来娱乐自己。这已经足够了，难道不是吗？<br><br>现在留给她的，有六个问题：何人、何事、何处、何时、何故与何情。<br>在这些疑问的包围下，她没有问出任何一个，也不想得到任何答案。Arcaea的光芒已经使她心满意足。<br>这是她与这个新世界的邂逅。
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Without a clock, she has no sense for how many days or hours she has walked, but there is a new certainty<br>in her head...<br><br>There is beauty in a memory, that's what she finds herself believing. Thinking about it, a memory is never<br>certain, can change with the times, and yet is the nearest thing to a concrete piece of the past. It can be<br>bitter or sweet, and she thinks in either case they're quite enchanting.<br><br>For now she will see what memories she can, of these other places and people, and appreciate them for<br>their beauty. In the first place, these Arcaea flicker and glow splendidly in this strange and ruined world.<br>It's easy to fancy it all, and that they show memories makes it easier.<br><br>Humming, hands aloft, and stepping down broken paths, she brings what seems to be memories fit for an<br>entire world with her, following behind in a shining stream. Memories of an ugly, pretty world...<br><br>"How nice..." She sighs, she smiles, and serenity becomes her, it seems, too well.<br>But there’s nothing to worry about.<br>A pleasant, simple world like this need only be pleasant. Nothing more.
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