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"Oh damnit, this is where I die, isn't it?"
No one answers Mira but she takes the eery humming as a vehement confirmation.
Officially, she has gone insane.
A melodic call rang in her ears constantly but it got muffled beneath booming verbal abuse and comfort's sterile absence. When she finally snapped and ran away, she madly ran towards the music.
That impulsive flight landed Mira seventeen hours away from -home- -jail- -hell- Korea.
Standing alone within an Irish forest, she squints distrustfully at the glowing rings of a tree stump. No luggage, no more money, not even a clue. Internally, she questions if she'd insanely accepted an invitation to her own magical execution and arrived completely unprepared.
But as she gingerly steps onto the otherworldly platform, this feels right.
The right feeling becomes euphoria when Mira's stiff feet are suddenly treading warm water. Feeling breathless despite the bubble that encased her head acting as an oxygen tank, she floats weightlessly in a vivid sea.
Two humanoid seals dance around Mira - one freckled and one patterned, both beautiful.
If Mira could do anything other than harmonize with their siren song, she would muse that "Maybe I was killed and this is heaven".
But she couldn't so she didn't.
She just grins as two hands pull her out of the sea and onto a kaleidoscopic land that already felt how she'd always dreamed a home would.
To all three souls that'd unknowingly sang for completion, this was home.