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

The author's tale has been misappropriated; report any instances of this story on Amazon.

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.