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“I didn’t know you kept dancing,” Aki whispered.

The lake stirred. A figure rose from the center—a woman with a swan’s neck, seven feet of pale, boneless grace, her eyes like twin eclipses. She opened her mouth, and the Swanmania began. Hara Miko Shimai -Final- -Swanmania-

“We live,” Mio said. “No more rituals. No more swans.” “I didn’t know you kept dancing,” Aki whispered