Persistent birds would meet again in the end.
Once the mist cleared, the Wailing Wastes finally regained its former splendor.
Two birdlike Tacet Discords intertwined, their graceful forms dancing through the air.
September quietly put away his Terminal.
He had intended to use his Terminal to absorb the dead birdlike Tacet Discord's frequency, then manifest her in a form similar to an echo to soothe Sorrowful Cry.
But now, there was no need.
Though he still did not understand what Ling An had done.
It was clear, however, that Ling An's handiwork far exceeded anything he knew.
Unlike Tacet Discords that merely possessed great power, Ling An's abilities had risen to another level.
A level he could not comprehend.
September gazed silently at the sky and sighed. "The Wailing Wastes must have looked like this all those years ago."
The two birdlike Tacet Discords were deeply affectionate. Anyone could see that this was not imitation in the academic sense.
A powerful emotion blossomed between them.
Some feelings did not need to be studied in a laboratory, or assembled and analyzed through dense masses of data.
One look was enough to understand.
"It's love," Ling An said.
The dead birdlike Tacet Discord's frequency had neither dispersed entirely nor been devoured by other Tacet Discords.
Instead, it had wandered these marshlands for years.
Again and again, Sorrowful Cry had tried to revive her by consuming its own life.
It knew those efforts were futile.
How could something dead return to life?
Yet she continued to linger.
Hoping for a chance, hoping to say one last farewell to Sorrowful Cry.
To tell it to let go.
It was that very persistence that had allowed Ling An to manifest her again.
Through the Threnodian's authority to reshape frequencies.
"Huh? It's raining? When did that