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Large they are, but a very short life they live. Descending across the sky like none other, traveling great distance, no matter their fading, no matter the weather.

Watching over us they do, as they pour down the emotions of the entire world at spontaneous moments. On my never ending journey, I continuously see them,

specifically in the skies over these Plains, spanning out some thousands of miles. As I stood face to face with the shadow that has haunted me all this time, I sensed a great

weariness spreading through these skies. Oh figure of the past, I now know you have yet to fly, as I glimpse deeply into your soul you seem lost and struggled, the fierceness

in which we were surrounded in has now seemed to fade, yet a new darkness seems to be making it’s way. Fleeing further down these paths, I cannot seem to keep up, though

I know as I try to stay on pace with these mysterious winds, I know they will guide and protect me. These tired eyes again have a reason to stay open, such beautiful dawns heal my very soul,

and heal these wounds in which the Cavern has inflicted upon me. As these clouds increase, I feel somewhat that my time may be up.