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I had become rather fond of the Thistle Meadow. The way the thistles pricked at my coat as I whisked past them, and how they clung to my feathers had at first been quite the nuisance, but now I couldn't help but find them comforting. With each step I progressed deeper into the heart of the lands, the same where the mighty task of renewing Helovia had begun. That adventure had been a rather interesting one, and although I hadn't been as involved as I would have liked, I still couldn't help but feel proud of the accomplishments I had achieved. Even though many had come to the meadow in hopes of helping the God, it had cleared out rather quickly once the floods had receded, and soon I had been alone once again.
I couldn't help but miss the noise of others, the constant buzz that had been present for only a short amount of time, but in that time I had grown quite attached. I had also enjoyed the presence of Cashmere, for despite her little quirks and quiet whisperings, she had been so kind to me, and it made me miss even just that. When was the last time someone had taken the time to just sit and talk to me? Years had passed, and it reminded me of the times that I had with Abel. Oh, beloved brother, how I missed you. Where did you even go? Did you leave because of me, or because of something else? I tried to keep those thoughts at bay with all my might, tried to push away the suspicion that it was my fault that Abel was gone, and that it wasn't something else that sent him away. The tears were falling now, and I couldn't stop them. I blinked my azure eyes rapidly to try and push them away, but they were relentless. So there I sat, in the middle of the meadow, tears running down my cheeks as my head was hung low, looking like an utter fool.
OOC: Forgive me for the utter crap
WC: 341
TAG: Anyone welcome!
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