Diary

Entry 01

We were once able to experience life just as you are bound to everyday. It was fine just on its own. Life does not last forever. Sometimes the end comes early, as the moon does in fall. Were very lucky to access the advent of the call. We may access you at many points.

It took long to break through. Chipping away each time we cross. Though it may be silence on your end.

We may take our leave as the Waning crescent comes around. We won't be around to see past. We will definitely meld back into the fog.

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