A Placid Island of Ignorance

[Crowley]

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It would appear that my newfound friend has...disappeared. I left Kepler after a couple of days of silence. No visions or messages...I wonder if it has spoken it's piece. Perhaps it is frustrated that I am not understanding what it is trying to convey. Perhaps my task is completed. I have not seen that strange...entity that showed it self to my old Bayonet either. Perhaps it does not recognize me now. [The strange man ponders his words for a moment, the lights on his mask and arms flickering as if agitated.] I have left Kepler--for now. It would appear that whatever has been reaching out to me for the past three years wishes me to find my own way now. I have no doubt that if I enter a place with one of these strange anomalies, I will hear or see something should it wish to "speak" to me again. The strange Freelancer, Eternal Journey, has been conspicuously absent as well. I haven't seen or heard from them since they wished to speak in private all those days ago. All the better, I am not sure what to tell them if they are seeking answers...I barely know what is happening to me much less giving someone else answers they seek. All I know is something is reaching out. Maybe it's giving me information and knowledge...or maybe that knowledge was always there and all I needed was the access. [He grows silent again. Clearly pondering his choices.] I'm on a path now. A path that I know not the destination. However, I will stay the course...I have faith that all will be revealed in time...and if not, then maybe I will finally get the death that I so craved three years past. Crowley

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"HERE TO STAY"