Sunny spring day, a century ago, Forlindon coast
Anarinya, Anarinya
My sun, my sun is flying
Stirred by Arien maiden shining
Shining with red flaming hair
Eyes of ruby and smile so fair
Spring has sprung
... not all past memories have to be somber. There was a time in which she was carefree and happy, and a memory such as this is what spurs her onwards today...
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