Fallen Rosemary (Dorm)

## Fallen Rosemary

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"Ah..."

She uses the power of Ether Anchors to save people from never-ending nightmares, but is feared by the world and called the witch who destroyed dreamland.
She and her companions did everything they could to save the people they ran into, but in the end, nothing remained.
Early on, she realised that, even with her best efforts, she might not be able to achieve what she set out to do.

"So why come here?" she pondered with a wry smile.

She had initially believed this was just an ordinary mission to follow and keep an eye on things. Still, she couldn't ignore that expectant faint inner voice.
It was like ripples disturbing a tranquil lake or a new sprout emerging from arid soil.
This desire came from her heart, and had nothing to do with the mission or orders.

She carried a lamp for the ship, strolling through its dim corridors and leaving a subtle fragrance lingering in the air.

The long, dark nights had a way of inducing drowsiness, doubled by the impenetrable depths of the sea.

"Hubris..." she mused aloud.

"It seems that a bit of light may be in order here."

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"Who are you supposed to be?"

She was totally composed at the question.

"Hehe, now Master Kongming, I thought we had an agreement."

She had a habit of defending herself with levity, avoiding questions with grace.
Her emotions, her demeanor seemed as if they were all carefully crafted; impeccable and deeply hidden ━ except for that one time.

It was in the lab where she first met him.
The consciousness she had been tracking had suddenly become an independent entity. It was an unusual first meeting, and yet she knew everything about him.

It was the first time she volunteered for a mission and left the ship.
She watched as he used Consciousness Mapping again and again, growing more adept over time.
She was a bystander, a record-keeper, a guardian angel. Watching him was her duty and her passion. She would travel by his side through any danger, wandering even the depths of the sea.

"So similar... hehe"
"We've been together for such a long time, after all."
She smiled. She didn't intend on letting anyone know now.

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"Remember Rosemary's Floriograph?"

She walked down the dimly lit hallway and set down a bouquet of rosemary.

The worn-out stairs creaked with each footstep, and dust from the past was stirred on her shoulders.
The blue-violet petals were carried upon the breeze, swirling in the light and then becoming still.
It was like old times, occasionally surfacing in memory and then sinking back down into the deep sea.

This ship has completed its mission and that ship is ready to set sail.

"All the past is a prelude."

"Rosemary is there to help with the memories. Try to remember that."

She walked down the brightly lit corridor, clutching a bouquet of rosemary.
Spherical robots with long ears flew through the air as her young companions giggled brushing past her.

Legend has it that when a ship loses its way, its sailors are able to find their way back to land by the scent of the wind.
Upon the endless sea, the smell is a beacon for the voyagers.

On the bridge of the ship, a bouquet of rosemary flowers emitted a faint fragrance, blending into the blue and purple night and drifting with the wind to some unknown destination.
She placed the flowers into a vase and trimmed them carefully... until she heard the sound of footsteps approaching.

Lifting up her hair from around her ears, she turned around as if she already knew who was coming and gave the same smile as always.

"Welcome back, Captain."

**Irrelevant Files**:
**Chapter 1 -** Mission Report Kv10297 • St. Fountain Tour Guide • Golden Fountain • Fountain of Blood • From Sint Fontein to St. Fountain • Unsent Letter • A Flyer • A Resident's Diary • A Scrap of Paper • Duino Elegies