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I'm sorry the story is taking forever, I'm finalizing last minute details....

-chapter 2 (prologue cont.)-

Ludwig dries my tears; not for the first time, and certainly not for the last. He leans back and looks at me uncertainly, as if he is unsure of what to say or think. He can usually think of how to cheer me up in a heartbeat, but I suppose that, this time, I have caught him off-guard. I can "see" the wheels turning in his head. He is trying to remember something. I can tell. I can always tell these things. I wonder what he's trying to remember. Maybe he's thinking about a way to cheer me up. Tickle me? Feed me potato soup? (He should do the latter, it never fails. But I digress...) As I watch him think, I am wraught with my own line of thinking: What am I trying to remember? I smile slightly: I always say that he doesn't know my story, but in truth, I don't either... I am just a normal person now... but I think that I was more a one time. Maybe I was a developing country? Or perhaps I was only a forgotten city or town. I suppose that one of the countries may recognize me, but I don't know which one... I don't remember ever having a different name... My human name is Amber. I've always used it. Or maybe I am just a normal person... Maybe this feeling I have inside is just wishful thinking... I wish the story I know was just thinking... no... my story is real. I had a family... a long time ago...

She might not be... Or she could be a forgotten city... Either way she doesn't remember, and it could just be wishful thinking... ;)