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[With a little bit of rustling and some sounds of someone waking up, there is silence for a few moments. What breaks the silence is a voice most likely familiar to some that are still around Luceti, complete with a backing of the sounds of her standing and taking her journal:] ...It seems I have been returned here. I never thought I would return here, but perhaps it is for the better. Are my friends and family still here? My husband? My... son?

[Yes indeed, Rosa has returned! She's up in the mountains at the moment attempting to find shelter from the rain.]