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[Garmadon's POV. Between seasons 4 and 5. To Lloyd.]
My dear child.
You must be convinced that I am long gone by now. That I have… forgotten about you. Well, it couldn't be further from the truth. There hasn't been a day when I wouldn't think of you, or watch you, to the best of my abilities.
But, the veil between the spirit realm and the world of the living is thick and, I fear, impenetrable.
I cannot see you clearly, my child, though I still do catch glimpses of your daily life. Of how you brave the challenges of being a leader and how your power grows day by day… I am so, so proud of you. I really do wish I was there to express it in person. Or to help you, whenever you feel down or insecure… But I suppose it is no longer my role to fulfill.
Yet, you still haven't quite given up on me, have you? I know you visit my statue from time to time. I hope it brings you at least a semblance of comfort. I would very much rather you could simply talk to me in person, or just ask for a hug if that is what you need. I am so sorry the stone tomb you're visiting cannot provide you with any warmth. It cannot smile at you or wipe your tears away… First Master, how I hate seeing you cry.
I think that is the worst part. The separation. I know one day you'll hopefully join me here, in the spirit realm, but right now… that moment seems so far away. Don't get me wrong, I do wish you a long, fulfilling life before that happens. I hope that at one point you will get over your despair and, once again, be happy… I really, really want you to be happy. Even though I know I can't help you achieve that happiness anymore. Contrarily, I am the sole source of your sorrow. But I sincerely hope that, when you're ready, you will find comfort and wisdom in my teachings. That they will help you get through your grief.
There hasn't been a day when I wouldn't miss you too, my child. When I wouldn't yearn to hold you or just hear you talk about your day. It does get lonely here, in the realm of ghosts…
Oh, how I mourn the fact these words will never reach you. I can see you right now, your silhouette blurred out by the veil, yet, to me, still perfectly recognizable. You're by the statue, seeking comfort that I sadly can offer no more. Although, I admire the stubbornness with which you keep coming back. At the very least… we can close our eyes and imagine we are close. Not worlds apart, but right there, holding one another, just like we used to… First Master, if only we had had more chances to do so…
Oh well. No point in regretting it now, is there? We cannot turn back time, no matter how much we blame ourselves.
Nonetheless, I need to say it: I love you, my child. Not just in a past tense, as a memory, but now, and always, with my entire spirit. And as long as my soul exists, it will hold this affection for you. You are my entire world.
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