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Madame Butterfly strides graceful off the ship and on land. Slowly, the thick and moist scent of seaweed lifts and brightens with the floral fragrance of Osmanthus. As Madame Butterfly sips her green tea, her mind is elsewhere. She is far away, completely engaged by the thoughts of her love and her homesickness. Out of nowhere, the ocean wind arrives, waking her from her daze. Her sleeves flutter like the petals of Hyacinth, letting off a sweetness as she waves goodbye to her bitter past. Only the Osmanthus stays behind to keep her company.