With the apology letter tucked into the diary, the dust on its cover gradually faded in the light.
That beam of light kept spreading.
Although it could not clear the dust from the piano or the other books, it gave Wen Xishu a way back.
Holding the diary with the apology letter inside, Wen Xishu followed the light upward and soon left the world inside the mirror.
He returned to the gymnasium.
The funeral-like arrangements inside the gymnasium had disappeared.
Anya, the Mourning Shadow, had disappeared as well.
All Wen Xishu saw was a doll.
It was the doll that represented Anya.
"What's your name?"
The doll looked at Wen Xishu fearfully.
Spark, whose mouth Wen Xishu had kept covered with the Refusal Arm all this time, could finally speak:
"Holy shit, another living thing like me! Why's she a doll?"
A toy teddy bear, a toy doll. Both were symbols of innocence.
One represented the savior of Charlie's childhood, the other his deepest regret.
"Oh! What a pretty doll! I never knew Charlie played with girls' toys! Does she have batteries? Does she speak on command?"
As Spark kept babbling, Wen Xishu said:
"This is Anya. Hello, Anya. I'm Wen Xishu. I came to the Land of Dust to save Charlie."
"You... aren't a bad person?"
Wen Xishu said:
"I already went through your other form to reach that dusty attic. This is your diary. Charlie's apology letter is inside."
The doll had very short hair. At first glance, she actually looked a little like a boy.
She could move, but her movements were slow and stiff.
Once Spark heard that this was Anya, the teasing stopped.
Spark immediately understood why Anya had become like this.
So Spark was not the only one who had still cared about their