The Tune Without the Words

He’d found me by the waterfall in the Valley of Honor. I’m not sure how, but I’m taking his appearance as a hopeful sign. Sakti’s parrot, still without a name, singed and a little worse for wear from his time in the Chasm, but alive and now sleeping peacefully in the new cage I bought him.

It’s funny, how something so small an have such a large impact of a person’s mood. The sense of urgency and loss haven’t left, but the despair has lightened. Just the fact that he’d survived, escaped, set it loose. At least, enough that I no longer felt as though I were being crushed by it when I finally found Avenhar.

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