Throughout all my journeys I have a lot of stories to tell. Even the story about who I am, but you’re gonna have to wait for that one.

  Remember Rin? That barren wasteland had a tiny treasure, aside from Rin that is. During the time I spent following him, he came across an abandoned village. While he was searching around the area, a piece of paper got stuck to his foot.

  I reached through space and grabbed the piece of paper. It was frail on the edges with pen impressions throughout. I presumed the ink would have faded by now. Upon closer inspection, I managed to make out most of the words. However, a few were missing that I could not make out. After rewriting it, I read it

  I ______ found myself to wonder

  I ______ found myself to understand

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  The days went by

  The nights rolled in

  I ______ seeked answers

  I ______ seeked forgiveness

  The wind blew

  The sun scorched

  Am I ______ alone

  Am I ______ lonely

  The water disappeared

  The ground hardened

  I ______ see nothing

  I ______ see some things

  Little light

  A great deal of darkness

  Am I ______ free

  Am I ______ burdened

  Time is moving

  Space is stationary

  Do I ______ disappear

  Do I ______ harden

  Everything

  Nothing

  A tear slowly formed. A nostalgic memory came to my mind. I felt some resemblance to this unknown being.

  We should not intervene… sometimes it is worth seeing.