23 → comes the sun, out of mist and fog

[crimson_seeker]

It finally smells like proper autumn. The horses are happy, at least; though clearing their grazing of giant oak leaves is more of a chore than I'd have thought. Seems they're just falling all of a sudden. Was it this bad last autumn?

The Wilderness is showing something again, too. Not sure how much sense it makes, but I'm glad to see anything else than the white nothingness, at this point.

Stellaris - are you well? I'm sorry I haven't been to see you, āmèi.