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Post by Miyako + Mantis on Aug 15, 2021 19:08:23 GMT
It was always tough coming back to the Server Woods--even with the idea that the village he had once visited and met Mae in person for the first time had expanded far beyond that and into a city. Civilization never erased what history had engraved unto the very fabric of the woods.
The histories of many unfolded on the beaten path. That much was certain. Yet he had come here to reflect upon his own. Mantis was, notably, never one to do this, even if he swore he would sever all that he once was from what he is now. He was alone for the moment, his steps taking him towards a familiar place, still scarred from a battle that had occurred there a long while ago.
"...Nobody ever did give you a grave, did they? ...Screw them. Let's change that." Mantis uttered, setting down a single potted plant at the site. It was unclear as to who it even was for, but the place lacked the dread it was originally known for. It was vaguely sunlit, life beginning to grow back into where it was once scoured.
It was a nice time to ask yourself a few pivotal questions...
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