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It appeared out of the darkness of its space with great fanfare and looked upon them with heavy scrutiny. Not threatening; never quite judging them for their acts, sins, or character, but observing and absorbing all the same. In it I... wonder if I sense the same pride. Is there a great love for this world there? Or the same old anger hidden deep within, washed pale by time, beneath the wisdom and the want to show them the way... Is it the same as you? You, who couldn't accept that they had finally chosen to cast you off. You, who couldn't conceive of alternatives not certain of securing their continued existence.
Wilhelm... You loved people more than anyone. But even so, no one wants to be forgotten.
Not even you.
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