Author's note: This is following the anime version of Magic Knight Rayearth 2. I couldn't bear that it ended like that, and the newest MKR tape that I've seen (I believe it's called Volume 1), was so undoubtedly strange, that I vowed I would write something that actually made sense after Hikaru, Umi, and Fuu left Cephiro for the second time. Plus, I kinda wanted to deepen Hikaru and Lantis' romance ^^;; ... So, without further waiting and blabbering, I present to you my thoughts on what would have happened after MKR 2, more namely, this might be called MKR 3 ^_^ Enjoy!
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Magic Knights; Timeless
Station 1
Author; Cho
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The lacy curtain ran like water through her fingers, slipping through her hands and falling to their previous position hanging from the top of the window. The sunlight that had briefly danced over her face was lost, as so was she. Thoughts and memories gained a tight and painful hold of her heart, as her chest seared with pain. Something that she could never quell swam through her veins, her mind and soul aching with pain. True, she should never regret what she had done, but somehow, she did. Reaching blindly across the satin sheets of her bed, she fumbled for the clock that stood on the dresser. Instead, she gasped, her hand running along a cold, metal object. Her eyes misted, as she brought the medallion to her lips. Gently, a sob racked inside of her as she lightly let her mouth rest on its frigid surface. With sudden realization, she felt all the pain inside of her swell to a tremendous amount. She could no longer hold it in.
She should be happy. She was not. She should be content. She could not be. She should not regret. Yet, she was regretting. She let their names crumble on the edge of her lips, melting into a silent fit of crying.
"You love them so much, Hikaru. And that's why I hate them. I want their blood to spill over my fingers, such a beautiful red. Then you can finally be with them."
Perhaps she had been right, in so many ways. She loved them so much. So much. She could not sustain the fact that she had lost both of them. Maybe the only way she really could be with them was in death. Maybe she had been right all along, that manifestation of her heart, maybe it still was.
Maybe.
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She glared at the jewel in her hands, screaming at it in frustration. Rubbing her fists
furiously over her teary eyes, she threw it across her room, sobbing madly as it hit the other side of the wall with a resounding thud. She buried her face in her hands, wondering why it wouldn't work. Why it had to be there to remind her of him every minute of her grim life, but why she couldn't get to him with it.
She longed so much to talk to him, to smell his scent, to feel his warm arms around her as he once had. He had said he was worried about her. That she had lost a little weight. What he hadn't seen was the condition that she was in now. The color was drained from her face, her lips pale and parched.
She suffered much. For weeks now, though it had been well over a year, all she could think about was the pain and regret she felt. She still kept a level head, knowing that there was no way that she could go back. But it was that single sane thought that drove her to the brink of insanity. Never had she acted this way. Never had someone affected her in this way though, either.
She wondered if maybe what those who attempted to kill her said was right. What a divulgence of the heart had shown her.
She could never go back. She could never truly be happy in her own world.
And still, the damn jewel didn't work.
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She watched in grim horror and disgust as her parents led their perfect lives. Full of so much blithe and petty romance. Disgusting. They conversed in front of her, though some sort of untouchable wall separated them. Some would say it age, but it was more a matter of the heart and mind. Though her eyes were upon them, they focused somewhere else, touching the thoughts that swirled in the back of her mind.
If only she had that potion that he had once offered her...
She slammed her fist on the table, ignoring her parents' confused glances. How could she even begin to think about that? For so many months, so had been locking him out of her mind, her heart, and still, he persisted in being there. Anger boiled deep inside her sapphire eyes. Anger at herself, anger at him, and mostly, anger at the fact that she had never told him; and more importantly, probably would never have the chance to again. There was such a tight longing pulling at her chest, persuading her to go back.
But, go back to what?
Suddenly, she remembered that today was special. She pushed herself away from the table, mumbling her apologies and goodbyes to her parents, and left, like a silent river flowing through the busy life that she interacted with. She slammed the door, no longer holding in the tears, and ran.
She prayed that this time, it would work.
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Hikaru Shidou walked aimlessly through the crowd, rubbing at her red eyes. She couldn't meet up with them... Looking like that. No, she didn't want to remind them of the pain that they had suffered so long ago. She didn't want them to worry over her. She stopped, resting her elbows on the railing, gazing out mirthlessly at the trembling sun. She slapped a fake smile onto her face, not allowing anyone to enter her thoughts or feelings.
"Hikaru," a gentle, almost alien voice crept up behind her, causing the crimson-haired girl to spin around. She met with a pair of deep blue eyes, and a waterfall of cerulean hair.
"Umi!" she exclaimed, stunned at the change in her friend. Her hair was shorter, her expression much wiser; and melancholy. Umi laughed, realising the surprise that Hikaru had recieved, and pulled the girl into a tight hug.
"Let me take a look at you... Hey! You've actually grown a bit, I'm proud!" Umi joked, holding Hikaru at arm's length. Hikaru was only a few inches shorter than Umi now, much more mature in appearance.
"Better believe it," Hikaru stated proudly, smiling sincerely, and placing her hands upon her hips. She giggled serenely, suddenly stopping. She looked behind Umi, but found noone else. "Where... Where's Fuu?" she asked, her eyes widening in curiosity.
"Right here," a voice said, mature and sophisticated. It hung with such sorrow that Hikaru almost began to cry, too. So sad, so despondent, even if only through two words. Umi too heard it, and they both turned to face the voice. There, Fuu stood, gentle smile upon her face.
"Fuu!" Hikaru exclaimed, throwing her arms around the girl's shoulders. A genuinely content smile flashed upon Fuu's face for a brief moment, comforted by her dear friend's warm~heartedness.
"It is good to see you, Miss Hikaru. And you too, Miss Umi," Fuu said, bowing her head down slightly. Still, she shuddered, her eyes red with new tears.
"Fuu... What's the matter?" Umi inquired, voice bubbling with concern. "Now, you know that Ferio wouldn't want to see you with such a sad smile..." she continued, but immediately knew that she had said the wrong thing. "Oh, I'm sorry..."
Fuu shook her hand, rubbing away at her cheek as a crystalline tear trickled down it. "It is all right. I am sure that we all feel the same way about Cephiro. I miss it so much. I'm sure that's why we still come here, isn't it?" she said, finally breaking the odd happiness that had hung feignly over the three. Sadness filled their eyes, so heartbreaking that it seemed almost unreal.
"You're right, Fuu. I miss them too," Hikaru whispered, hanging her head down low. Umi nodded in reply.
"But... At least we have each other. And, if we were destined to go to Cephiro, then it would be done so. It is our hearts that determine everything, and if we will it, so let it be. I think that it is a matter of the heart," Fuu pointed out, raising a delicte hand to her chest.
"I agree!" Hikaru exclaimed, eyes now burning bright with a new passion. "I agree, Fuu! Last time, we went to Cephiro to save the people, and we did it out of regret for what we had done last time we went. This time, we'll go back because of our heart's love for the country, and to see how the people are doing. I want to finally see Cephiro thrive through the people!"
Umi smiled, "I too think that it is a matter of the heart. I want to go back... For the last time. With no regrets whatsoever over what we do. I want to finally see Cephiro as it is, as it was when Princess Emeraude ruled and prayed for her beloved country! Beautiful! And, we will go there again, if our hearts truly want it! In Cephiro, the heart determines all. And plus, we've got ourselves a pretty darn good former Pillar, do we not?" Her eyes shined brightly, as she looked down at Hikaru.
Hikaru blushed a crimson red, remembering that indeed, she had been the chosen pillar of Cephiro. And then, she remembered. Turning pale at the face, her eyes rimmed with tears, she cried.
"Hikaru...?" Umi and Fuu exclaimed, each laying a hand on her shoulder.
She sobbed, remembering each and every thing that had caused her to be a pillar. "It was because of him... Because of the pure strength of his heart, that at least one of us survived. He sacrificed himself for me... And for Cephiro. And it was all my fault," Hikaru's words choked at her throat, making the ripping pain sear through her body.
"That's not true at all!" Umi exclaimed, placing her hand over Hikaru's. "Hikaru... Look at me. Look at me now, Hikaru Shidou," she said firmly. The little girl fastened her eyes upon Umi's, led to by such sheer strength and knowledge that Umi's voice carried. "Nothing that happened to Eagle was your fault. He loved you. He sacrificed his life for you, and it was his choice and only his choice. Never think that it was your fault, because it wasn't. Is that what's been bothering you?"
The former Pillar looked up at Umi, a shocked expression on her face. "What do you mean... Bothering me?"
"Miss Hikaru, with all due respect, it clearly was obvious that something has been troubling you... You've looked so upset this whole time we've been together. I'm very concerned about you," Fuu said gently, a compassionate smile crossing her lips. "My little sister shouldn't be so worried about such things. I want to see that bright, carefree smile on my precious little sister's face again."
Wiping the tears from her eyes, Hikaru pulled her friends into a tight embrace. "I love you both so much... Thank you." she whispered, voice trembling with emotion. The three stood in silent embrace, not caring what else was going on around them.
"I... I want to go back to Cephiro!" The trio said in unison, stopping and staring each other. How strange, for the three of them to say the exact same thing at the exact same time!
Almost at once, a blazing white light engulfed all of Tokyo Tower. A rippling sensation of colors and waves rolled through the girls' bodies, making them shiver. Everything was... so white, so... sterilized. They couldn't breathe, but somehow, they could. All the light crashed like a fragile shard of glass would, dissolving into a black pool of liquid. They floated through it; Hikaru, Umi, and Fuu, silent and watchful. And suddenly, they knew what was going on. They were at the bottom of some sort of pool. A diluted droplet of pure, golden light loomed above their heads, and they swam through the silence to reach it. All at once, they met with the air, crisp and cold.
They knew at once that they had come back.
Back to Cephiro.
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Fin of Station 1
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"Well, as the saying goes, here we go again," Hikaru commented, hair streaming up from her head like a small red tree. She pushed her hands down on her skirt, which was dangerously attemtping to hike up her legs. She watched in awe as she neared the ground.
"It appears that we are yet again back in Cephiro," Fuu stated, plummeting down towards the land which the three girls had longed for so dearly. She sighed to herself, pondering over whether or not this would be a good flight down to Cephiro; or if they would simply land as flat as the dickens on the country's fertile soil.
"We're gonna die!!!" was all that Umi could say, horrified look plastered on her face. She held up both of her hands to her pale face, unable to speak of anything else.
"Oh, goodness..." Fuu muttered, biting her lower lip slightly.
"What is it?" Hikaru questioned, turning her head from Umi to face Fuu, as the wind whipped her hair about her face.
"Well, according to my judgement of the speed we are going, and the fact that we haven't slowed in our descent... Well, I've begun to wonder where Sir Fyula is this time, as he always has been on our arrival to Cephiro," Fuu stated pointedly, her brow furrowing into a frown.
"Good point..." Hikaru said absentmindedly, watching as Umi turned from a horrible pallid tone to bright purple.
Just as Hikaru finished her sentence, a large creature swept out from beneath the clouds that the girls descended from. The trio landed with a resonant 'plop' on the animal's back.
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Well? What do you think of it so far? I know it kind of seems odd, the way the characters act and all, but wouldn't you feel that depressed too if you lost the loves of your lives because you lived on a totally different WORLD than they did? And the fact that you might not be able to go back to that wonderful world again (Though that was proved wrong) might just influence you a teensey weensey bit? ^_- But, I simply do not care how depressed they are, because I am driven to simply write a story that is proportionally close to SANE... The video I just watched that supposedly 'follows' the Magic Knight Rayearth 2 was freaky. They don't even talk about knowing Cephiro, knowing Mokona, Clef, Alcyone, or anything remotely related! It was scary! The good side? They show the older version of Clef, and he's FINE!!!! I mean, really, really fine! Drool at my mouth kinda fine! Whoah! Okay, sorry, sorry... Got a little carried away there, heh ^_^ Anyhoo, I can't wait to see more of the freakish new series that they're coming out with! *spanks older Clef* Whoo-yah! ^^;;
You are now being disconnected from your daily dose of nonsense.
Ja ne!
3, Cho
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Magic Knights; Timeless
Station 1
Author; Cho
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The lacy curtain ran like water through her fingers, slipping through her hands and falling to their previous position hanging from the top of the window. The sunlight that had briefly danced over her face was lost, as so was she. Thoughts and memories gained a tight and painful hold of her heart, as her chest seared with pain. Something that she could never quell swam through her veins, her mind and soul aching with pain. True, she should never regret what she had done, but somehow, she did. Reaching blindly across the satin sheets of her bed, she fumbled for the clock that stood on the dresser. Instead, she gasped, her hand running along a cold, metal object. Her eyes misted, as she brought the medallion to her lips. Gently, a sob racked inside of her as she lightly let her mouth rest on its frigid surface. With sudden realization, she felt all the pain inside of her swell to a tremendous amount. She could no longer hold it in.
She should be happy. She was not. She should be content. She could not be. She should not regret. Yet, she was regretting. She let their names crumble on the edge of her lips, melting into a silent fit of crying.
"You love them so much, Hikaru. And that's why I hate them. I want their blood to spill over my fingers, such a beautiful red. Then you can finally be with them."
Perhaps she had been right, in so many ways. She loved them so much. So much. She could not sustain the fact that she had lost both of them. Maybe the only way she really could be with them was in death. Maybe she had been right all along, that manifestation of her heart, maybe it still was.
Maybe.
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She glared at the jewel in her hands, screaming at it in frustration. Rubbing her fists
furiously over her teary eyes, she threw it across her room, sobbing madly as it hit the other side of the wall with a resounding thud. She buried her face in her hands, wondering why it wouldn't work. Why it had to be there to remind her of him every minute of her grim life, but why she couldn't get to him with it.
She longed so much to talk to him, to smell his scent, to feel his warm arms around her as he once had. He had said he was worried about her. That she had lost a little weight. What he hadn't seen was the condition that she was in now. The color was drained from her face, her lips pale and parched.
She suffered much. For weeks now, though it had been well over a year, all she could think about was the pain and regret she felt. She still kept a level head, knowing that there was no way that she could go back. But it was that single sane thought that drove her to the brink of insanity. Never had she acted this way. Never had someone affected her in this way though, either.
She wondered if maybe what those who attempted to kill her said was right. What a divulgence of the heart had shown her.
She could never go back. She could never truly be happy in her own world.
And still, the damn jewel didn't work.
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She watched in grim horror and disgust as her parents led their perfect lives. Full of so much blithe and petty romance. Disgusting. They conversed in front of her, though some sort of untouchable wall separated them. Some would say it age, but it was more a matter of the heart and mind. Though her eyes were upon them, they focused somewhere else, touching the thoughts that swirled in the back of her mind.
If only she had that potion that he had once offered her...
She slammed her fist on the table, ignoring her parents' confused glances. How could she even begin to think about that? For so many months, so had been locking him out of her mind, her heart, and still, he persisted in being there. Anger boiled deep inside her sapphire eyes. Anger at herself, anger at him, and mostly, anger at the fact that she had never told him; and more importantly, probably would never have the chance to again. There was such a tight longing pulling at her chest, persuading her to go back.
But, go back to what?
Suddenly, she remembered that today was special. She pushed herself away from the table, mumbling her apologies and goodbyes to her parents, and left, like a silent river flowing through the busy life that she interacted with. She slammed the door, no longer holding in the tears, and ran.
She prayed that this time, it would work.
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Hikaru Shidou walked aimlessly through the crowd, rubbing at her red eyes. She couldn't meet up with them... Looking like that. No, she didn't want to remind them of the pain that they had suffered so long ago. She didn't want them to worry over her. She stopped, resting her elbows on the railing, gazing out mirthlessly at the trembling sun. She slapped a fake smile onto her face, not allowing anyone to enter her thoughts or feelings.
"Hikaru," a gentle, almost alien voice crept up behind her, causing the crimson-haired girl to spin around. She met with a pair of deep blue eyes, and a waterfall of cerulean hair.
"Umi!" she exclaimed, stunned at the change in her friend. Her hair was shorter, her expression much wiser; and melancholy. Umi laughed, realising the surprise that Hikaru had recieved, and pulled the girl into a tight hug.
"Let me take a look at you... Hey! You've actually grown a bit, I'm proud!" Umi joked, holding Hikaru at arm's length. Hikaru was only a few inches shorter than Umi now, much more mature in appearance.
"Better believe it," Hikaru stated proudly, smiling sincerely, and placing her hands upon her hips. She giggled serenely, suddenly stopping. She looked behind Umi, but found noone else. "Where... Where's Fuu?" she asked, her eyes widening in curiosity.
"Right here," a voice said, mature and sophisticated. It hung with such sorrow that Hikaru almost began to cry, too. So sad, so despondent, even if only through two words. Umi too heard it, and they both turned to face the voice. There, Fuu stood, gentle smile upon her face.
"Fuu!" Hikaru exclaimed, throwing her arms around the girl's shoulders. A genuinely content smile flashed upon Fuu's face for a brief moment, comforted by her dear friend's warm~heartedness.
"It is good to see you, Miss Hikaru. And you too, Miss Umi," Fuu said, bowing her head down slightly. Still, she shuddered, her eyes red with new tears.
"Fuu... What's the matter?" Umi inquired, voice bubbling with concern. "Now, you know that Ferio wouldn't want to see you with such a sad smile..." she continued, but immediately knew that she had said the wrong thing. "Oh, I'm sorry..."
Fuu shook her hand, rubbing away at her cheek as a crystalline tear trickled down it. "It is all right. I am sure that we all feel the same way about Cephiro. I miss it so much. I'm sure that's why we still come here, isn't it?" she said, finally breaking the odd happiness that had hung feignly over the three. Sadness filled their eyes, so heartbreaking that it seemed almost unreal.
"You're right, Fuu. I miss them too," Hikaru whispered, hanging her head down low. Umi nodded in reply.
"But... At least we have each other. And, if we were destined to go to Cephiro, then it would be done so. It is our hearts that determine everything, and if we will it, so let it be. I think that it is a matter of the heart," Fuu pointed out, raising a delicte hand to her chest.
"I agree!" Hikaru exclaimed, eyes now burning bright with a new passion. "I agree, Fuu! Last time, we went to Cephiro to save the people, and we did it out of regret for what we had done last time we went. This time, we'll go back because of our heart's love for the country, and to see how the people are doing. I want to finally see Cephiro thrive through the people!"
Umi smiled, "I too think that it is a matter of the heart. I want to go back... For the last time. With no regrets whatsoever over what we do. I want to finally see Cephiro as it is, as it was when Princess Emeraude ruled and prayed for her beloved country! Beautiful! And, we will go there again, if our hearts truly want it! In Cephiro, the heart determines all. And plus, we've got ourselves a pretty darn good former Pillar, do we not?" Her eyes shined brightly, as she looked down at Hikaru.
Hikaru blushed a crimson red, remembering that indeed, she had been the chosen pillar of Cephiro. And then, she remembered. Turning pale at the face, her eyes rimmed with tears, she cried.
"Hikaru...?" Umi and Fuu exclaimed, each laying a hand on her shoulder.
She sobbed, remembering each and every thing that had caused her to be a pillar. "It was because of him... Because of the pure strength of his heart, that at least one of us survived. He sacrificed himself for me... And for Cephiro. And it was all my fault," Hikaru's words choked at her throat, making the ripping pain sear through her body.
"That's not true at all!" Umi exclaimed, placing her hand over Hikaru's. "Hikaru... Look at me. Look at me now, Hikaru Shidou," she said firmly. The little girl fastened her eyes upon Umi's, led to by such sheer strength and knowledge that Umi's voice carried. "Nothing that happened to Eagle was your fault. He loved you. He sacrificed his life for you, and it was his choice and only his choice. Never think that it was your fault, because it wasn't. Is that what's been bothering you?"
The former Pillar looked up at Umi, a shocked expression on her face. "What do you mean... Bothering me?"
"Miss Hikaru, with all due respect, it clearly was obvious that something has been troubling you... You've looked so upset this whole time we've been together. I'm very concerned about you," Fuu said gently, a compassionate smile crossing her lips. "My little sister shouldn't be so worried about such things. I want to see that bright, carefree smile on my precious little sister's face again."
Wiping the tears from her eyes, Hikaru pulled her friends into a tight embrace. "I love you both so much... Thank you." she whispered, voice trembling with emotion. The three stood in silent embrace, not caring what else was going on around them.
"I... I want to go back to Cephiro!" The trio said in unison, stopping and staring each other. How strange, for the three of them to say the exact same thing at the exact same time!
Almost at once, a blazing white light engulfed all of Tokyo Tower. A rippling sensation of colors and waves rolled through the girls' bodies, making them shiver. Everything was... so white, so... sterilized. They couldn't breathe, but somehow, they could. All the light crashed like a fragile shard of glass would, dissolving into a black pool of liquid. They floated through it; Hikaru, Umi, and Fuu, silent and watchful. And suddenly, they knew what was going on. They were at the bottom of some sort of pool. A diluted droplet of pure, golden light loomed above their heads, and they swam through the silence to reach it. All at once, they met with the air, crisp and cold.
They knew at once that they had come back.
Back to Cephiro.
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Fin of Station 1
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"Well, as the saying goes, here we go again," Hikaru commented, hair streaming up from her head like a small red tree. She pushed her hands down on her skirt, which was dangerously attemtping to hike up her legs. She watched in awe as she neared the ground.
"It appears that we are yet again back in Cephiro," Fuu stated, plummeting down towards the land which the three girls had longed for so dearly. She sighed to herself, pondering over whether or not this would be a good flight down to Cephiro; or if they would simply land as flat as the dickens on the country's fertile soil.
"We're gonna die!!!" was all that Umi could say, horrified look plastered on her face. She held up both of her hands to her pale face, unable to speak of anything else.
"Oh, goodness..." Fuu muttered, biting her lower lip slightly.
"What is it?" Hikaru questioned, turning her head from Umi to face Fuu, as the wind whipped her hair about her face.
"Well, according to my judgement of the speed we are going, and the fact that we haven't slowed in our descent... Well, I've begun to wonder where Sir Fyula is this time, as he always has been on our arrival to Cephiro," Fuu stated pointedly, her brow furrowing into a frown.
"Good point..." Hikaru said absentmindedly, watching as Umi turned from a horrible pallid tone to bright purple.
Just as Hikaru finished her sentence, a large creature swept out from beneath the clouds that the girls descended from. The trio landed with a resonant 'plop' on the animal's back.
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Well? What do you think of it so far? I know it kind of seems odd, the way the characters act and all, but wouldn't you feel that depressed too if you lost the loves of your lives because you lived on a totally different WORLD than they did? And the fact that you might not be able to go back to that wonderful world again (Though that was proved wrong) might just influence you a teensey weensey bit? ^_- But, I simply do not care how depressed they are, because I am driven to simply write a story that is proportionally close to SANE... The video I just watched that supposedly 'follows' the Magic Knight Rayearth 2 was freaky. They don't even talk about knowing Cephiro, knowing Mokona, Clef, Alcyone, or anything remotely related! It was scary! The good side? They show the older version of Clef, and he's FINE!!!! I mean, really, really fine! Drool at my mouth kinda fine! Whoah! Okay, sorry, sorry... Got a little carried away there, heh ^_^ Anyhoo, I can't wait to see more of the freakish new series that they're coming out with! *spanks older Clef* Whoo-yah! ^^;;
You are now being disconnected from your daily dose of nonsense.
Ja ne!
3, Cho
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