✝XIII. [recorded: soft, contemplative]
[Fingertips indent on waterlogged pages.]
I understand. There were greater plans in motion for you. It wasn't as if we were particularly close. But the loss of even that kinship is...
...It's so strange here, at times. Too many silences now, with only the petty dalliances of fools to fill the space. And the air is always so still.
What path are we meant to take in this place? What purpose do we serve here?
I understand. There were greater plans in motion for you. It wasn't as if we were particularly close. But the loss of even that kinship is...
...It's so strange here, at times. Too many silences now, with only the petty dalliances of fools to fill the space. And the air is always so still.
What path are we meant to take in this place? What purpose do we serve here?