Nia (The memory contained within the stone flashes before my eyes as I pick up the inscribed stone.)

The little girl stepped onto the land filled the coarse breathing of the injured being. The serene forest filled up with the quiet melody and Albion's wounds from the war began to be healed. The girl's earnest song was inscribed on the surrounding plants and trees and stones.
- I wish... you would get better...

(It looks like this is it of the memory of someone that came into my mind.)

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[Continent] Punika