Blue fog emerges from nowhere and it spreads...
There are words in the wind...
They're soft but getting louder and louder...
Finally, I arrived home... It was such a long time...
The wind still blows as a pale face smiles from the sky.
The story of the Blue continues...
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Howl, my dear wolf friends! Howl at the moon! But wait... is that a moving castle?