I feel it. Deep in my bones.
The old ways are gone. I am the last of a line of swordsmen. And even that has been stripped of me. How can I teach when I no longer can do?
I'm so lonely. He won't be back until tomorrow night. I still miss him with all my heart.
I don't know where to turn anymore. What shall I do with myself?
Even my mind has turned against me.
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