Ghraima Comments

Ive searched high and low, unearthed every shattered and broken stone, every piece of dirt has been shoveled in search of a letter, a note even, a clue that gives me some sense as to where you aren't, but where you want to be. The roots have been so beaten down, that they weep their water and the ground runs cold under them. A moist earth regains its life and sends it back anew as a tree, one that i will once again overturn in search of you.
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