Aslan's gentleness, like the sea, embraced her.
"Cagalli, please live well, definitely!" The moment her sea-blue hair flew, those were the last words he left for her. They were words of blessing, but to her, they were extremely cruel. "Aslan, you are so cruel!"
In the distance, white seagulls flew by, glided through the clouds, and disappeared into the sky little by little. Can these little lives fly to him? Cagalli gently stroked her slightly swollen belly. There was also a little life growing there. She smiled, a little happy, a little sad, but warm. "Baby, have you felt your father's tenderness? It's sea blue, like the sea in front of you..."
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