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There is no journal entry for the next few chapters. –Max
In the evening, the travelers finally reached the village of Lilt. They found a cheap inn to stay in while they were there. The next morning, everyone set off in different directions to do different things. Marca, Soline, and Husky went to gather information about where Fly might've disappeared to. Nana went shopping for some new clothes (shocker) and Senri went with her. More like, Nana dragged him off with her. And Cooro, well, Cooro just wandered off to some odd place like he always does.
That evening, everyone gathered in their room at the inn and talked about what they found. Cooro was still out wandering, but no one was worried.
"He'll come back when his stomach calls," Husky had said.
"So," said Soline, "Did anyone find anything today?"
"I found the most gorgeous dress ever," said Nana.
"She meant about Fly," said Husky. "All I got were a few weird looks from a couple of the locals."
"I found a man who said that he saw 2 angels flying over the funeral pier," said Soline. "But nothing else."
"Actually, I found a man that told me that, and more," said Marca. "He told me that, in the afternoon, he saw a white angel flying over the field where the funeral pier was, and there was a black angel in pursuit of the white one. But halfway through the chase, the black angel lost his wings, and began to fall. The white angel disappeared into the clouds, but the black angel continued to fall, and disappeared into the hills."
"It sounds like that was Fly and Blanca," said Husky.
"It probably was," said Marca. "Which means that Blanca is definitely gone, and so is Fly." Tears leaked from Marca's eyes.
"What makes you think Fly is dead?" asked Nana.
Before Marca could explain that Fly wouldn't be able to survive a fall like that, Cooro flew up to the window.
"Guys! I found Fly! He's alive!"
