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What must be done to quell the tempest within my mind? I wouldn't go so far as to say that I'm being possessed again, but the feeling is...eerily similar. Too much for my own comfort. It's utter irritation beyond all measure.
Everything changes. Nothing is ever constant. People come and go, friendships form and break, lives are born than lost. I should have expected that kind of response from him. But...why does it bother me so? It's more than simply prying into his mind. It's... the words to describe what I seek is lost to me. Perhaps what I seek is...his confidence again. To speak freely with him as we used to. Heh, but to seek that is a fool's errand. There is no way that I would ever regain his favor.
Oh and Caim? I think I have something of yours.
Everything changes. Nothing is ever constant. People come and go, friendships form and break, lives are born than lost. I should have expected that kind of response from him. But...why does it bother me so? It's more than simply prying into his mind. It's... the words to describe what I seek is lost to me. Perhaps what I seek is...his confidence again. To speak freely with him as we used to. Heh, but to seek that is a fool's errand. There is no way that I would ever regain his favor.
Oh and Caim? I think I have something of yours.