His memories of them have grown faded over the years. Some things are clear whilst others tickle the edge of his mind. He doesn't think they'll reject him. He hopes they won't.
"But I would miss you, my friend. My home ever remains Amaurot, and my heart to you."
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His memories of them have grown faded over the years. Some things are clear whilst others tickle the edge of his mind. He doesn't think they'll reject him. He hopes they won't.
"But I would miss you, my friend. My home ever remains Amaurot, and my heart to you."