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Apple yawned as he walked through the plains on Migiashi. He was bored and the world was quiet since most had woken up from their comas. However, he felt the presence of new arrives and wondered if he'd find them. Running a pale hand through his silver hair, Apple looked up at the waning crescent moon in the starry sky. That moon was like a mirage, seen but couldn't be touched. Well, at least that was what he thought since it seemed so far away. After all, this was the ream of dreams for those lost in them, the Castle in the Sky so it was named. When the wind blew, it blew silver strands of hair in front of him stead of how he usually kept it behind his back. "I wonder if I should try a change of dress....or hair style..." he asked himself as he stopped walking and closed his bi-colored eyes to listen.