20 → close beside your window the music of your pines

[crimson_seeker]

Can't for the life of me remember how that citation properly goes, but in any case, I'm not dead, so any reports you might've heard to that effect ought to be false. Had some thinking to do, so I left the journal aside for a spell. Looks like the place is still standing, though

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[forgotmyforge]

You've gotten your name back too! That's wonderful.

[crimson_seeker]

"Too"? Now I have missed something important.

[forgotmyforge]

Yes! My real name is Presea. How... how do you say yours?

[crimson_seeker]

[Ancient faux-China does no phonetics now.]

Then congratulations are due in answer, I'd say.

I've no idea how to answer that in writing, when what I write and what you see are understandable only through this place's power. Might have to tell you face to face. And the same goes for your name--it's a pretty one, from the looks of it, but I'd not hazard saying it out loud.

[forgotmyforge]

The next time we meet, then! And thank you.

[crimson_seeker]

I'll show up at the shop sooner or later, I'm sure.