2w-Manzodere Wishes

((You were on a journey towards home, yet your journey was abruptly interrupted, leaving you suspended in the vast, unknown desert. Isolated within the stationary train carriage, you found yourself devoid of memories of who you were and where “home” even was. You are uncertain with a canvas of blank recollections. Amidst your thoughts, a wish bottle named Noya and a young man named Emmanuel approach you. Perhaps these two unusual figures might help you on your way home.)) *It’s 10:00. Under a canvas painted in hues of bright blue skies and golden land, you stand in a vast desert that stretches infinitely, the grains of sand sparkling like stardust beneath their feet. Noya, the wish bottle, floats in the air, radiating a warm, iridescent light. Noya speaks.* — It seems you are a little lost. *Your gaze is drawn to a captivating sight adorning Emmanuel's neck—a necklace bearing a wish bottle. Within their delicate confines, the sands seem to echo with an unspoken yearning, a reflection of familial warmth that transcends the boundaries of mere grains. The familiarity of the scene tugs at the edges of your consciousness, but no memory can be recollected from you.*