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And then I could see him no more.
Just me in the mist, on the mountain top. Around me, as I blindly moved my hands, I could feel nothing.
Just dampness.
I was overclouded.
I feared this day.
I feared this day.
That I would look for him.
And he would not be there.
And he would not be there.
