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A new fear is growing, Isa… No… not new… just… old; a fear I thought I would never feel again. I met a young girl… she reminds me of you. Stubborn and tough despite her young age. It’s not like she was given much of a choice. Makes me wonder...

I think you would laugh at me if you knew what I’m doing now, Isa… I am a clerk at a trade shop. Even writing it makes me hear your snort and laughter. “You? Doing anything outside of arts and combat? That’ll be the day…” Well, the day came, Isa. I...

A town, Isa. Can you believe it? I found a town. People living within a territory where they have stores, a pub, a hospital… If it wasn’t for the derelict scenery one could forget how close to hell this world has come to. I know you would hate me for...