I miss you
I wasn't even yours
and you were never mine
thoughts hold me
whispers of a love
that will never exist
— A.w.S.
seen from China
seen from United States
seen from China
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from Australia
seen from Ecuador
seen from Canada
seen from Russia
seen from United States

seen from United States

seen from Germany

seen from United Kingdom

seen from France

seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from United States

seen from United States

seen from United States

seen from United States
I miss you
I wasn't even yours
and you were never mine
thoughts hold me
whispers of a love
that will never exist
— A.w.S.
Perhaps gasoline would go well as an ingredient in some bread? Suppose there's only one way to find out.
I am glad the thicket is filling up once more, I no longer have to be so on edge.
Gives me ample time to experiment with bread recipes as well.
*The bug studies the void remnant left in the jar. The void periodically pounced towards it, but is then forced backwards by the runes. It has been doing exactly this for days.*
So it's not a threat while contained, good. How long has it been exactly?
Doesn't matter, I've neglected my duties for longer than I should've. Hopefully the apprenticechild has been doing well at the job.
*A faint hum comes from the burning bug's dwelling*
Father seems to be recruiting more members, of more varied sorts as well. It'll be interesting to see a full thicket again.
Today is a joyous day
Father has returned
I can feel my limbs completely
hooray