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Slow motion is at work, as the events played out aboard the Jolly Roger. The tear that Mike shed, in sincerity, for failing to protect the fairy who is now a magical human, began to take an unexpected effect. Soaking into her facial skin, Periwinkle iminated a glow, as her subconscious came alive once again. That single tear, ignited the magic that still resided within the frost fairy. As the glow subsided, her eyelids fluttered open, revealing her baby blue pupils. Inhaling breath for the first time in what seemed like a century, her sight adjusted to her surroundings, as well as her hearing. All that was heard, was the clanging of metal against metal, and voices, though one that of females were heard as well. The blur of bodies moving made her somewhat dizzy, as she adjusted to new presences. Looking down, the first in her sight, was a boy, late teens, battered, bruised, and passed out. By the patch on his left eye, she immed