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"Noctara... Help..."
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A gust of wind flew by, moaning it's lonesome song."Help me..."
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Suddenly Sakura woke up, her head and hands bandaged. She was lucky she didn't have to go to school today. Math sucked. A lot.
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As she lay in bed, questions began to form in her mind. Who the hell is Noctara? How come I'm hurt? Questions raced through her mind, with almost no answer to each of them. Sighing, she decided to take a nap.
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A blue light enveloped Sakura as a sword narrowly missed her. Syaoran relentlessly thrust at her, his eyes black, lifeless...
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The scene warped. Flowers were everywhere. Pretty flowers. A sakura tree lay to the west. The field was littered with daisies, sunflowers... Sakura stooped to pick a few flowers. Suddenly, Farran jumped up to strangle her. Gasping for air, she finally succumbed to his grip.
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The location changed again. This time she landed in front of a person. A person decorated with flowers. A person with a sweet smile. Sakura worked her mouth but the sound had gotten lodged in her throat. It had been so long since she had said the word mother...
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"Noctara, you have to go now!" p
Sakura snapped back from her trance. "Who's Noctara and where am I supposed to go???" Sakura yelled. p
"There is a legend of Noctara... A prophecy... a prophecy yet to be fulfilled..."
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Sakura's mom looked back at Sakura. "YOU are Noctara. And YOU will complete the prophecy. The prophecy of the final downfall of Farran.
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