[ As the month wanes, the fog recedes once again from the peninsula, and Nanami mulls over a decision. There's one place she knows, thankfully, where the fog always resides. And so, before the month is done, Nanami slowly oozes her way into Lager Woods.
When she was a nymph, she could navigate this place and avoid the foggy patches. But she's not one now, and that's not her aim anyway; so the first bit of fog she finds, she dives right into.
It envelops her, wraps around her gooey form. The fog is comforting, and quells what little nervousness she still had. Nanami breathes the fog in, and it flows through her. ]
We are fog, and to fog we will return. That's how it works, right?
[ She settles down onto the ground. As her tail coils underneath her, it melts into a puddle. ]
post-shadening
When she was a nymph, she could navigate this place and avoid the foggy patches. But she's not one now, and that's not her aim anyway; so the first bit of fog she finds, she dives right into.
It envelops her, wraps around her gooey form. The fog is comforting, and quells what little nervousness she still had. Nanami breathes the fog in, and it flows through her. ]
We are fog, and to fog we will return. That's how it works, right?
[ She settles down onto the ground. As her tail coils underneath her, it melts into a puddle. ]
I don't want to turn away from you anymore.