Over the decent stockpile of rations we carried, I began to think back. She was strange, the first person I had met who was 'lost.' My heart began to skip before I could consciously processes the opportunity. I couldn't just let her live in the dull city. People like her, they needed to see what was out there. I suppose my own... sense of stagnation had informed my judgements, but the journey had been pleasant regardless.

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it has been a moment since i posted! there was a larger project we had to deal with, but we are back & around now!