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[my_six_hearts]

[somehow, whether by ghost or careless resident, a tarp had been knocked across the Companion Cube, making it look like just another sad packed-up box. It was so very quiet now, both of sound and life, and the Cube had been deep in thought for a while. It's journal was still nearby, laying along the side of the hallway, and suddenly words start appearing across it]

I understand. I understand. They are not leaving.

I will be helpful. I will be helping.
All I have to do is stay. I am glad.

I can feel
and hear it
again finally again

i am glad
so glad

[accidentally filtered to the Castle]
thank you
for telling me and

It will be alright. It will be alright.