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Immediately enamored by the sights of Volary, Spyri was quick to forget the frightful ride up. It had been less than enjoyable, the lift crawled away from the ground at an exasperatingly slow rate. The little lady eyeballed the surroundings, as well as the cliff way up there, contemplating death at constant. A long fall for someone without wings.

At the top, though. She was emotionless for an instant with her jaw plummeting towards the ground. Breathless, too. Crystal, everything everywhere. Gorgeous, tall structures reaching higher into the heavens. She didn't even think that was possible! And the people, the others like Adriaan, the other...Other Avorians. There were so many! This, this! This was the magic of Shintenchi she was imagining! Well, sort of.

Alright it was the complete opposite of anything she'd think she'd visit, but, "Wwwwwwooaaw!" Spyri was all eyes. It would be a few minutes before she realized people were looking at her all the same. She raised a brow and stood taller, doing her best to stay light and swift on her feet.

"Wish I had wings," Spyri quietly commented after a bit of traveling, finally looking ahead instead of up. Louder she said, "I think we're getting closer."