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Tucked under a stone, these notes are a mixture of Qunlat and the common tongue:
The breath of purpose is extinguished. The others have returned to their roles, or they have vanished into the roads beyond. Should I return? My role awaits me. Yet I am here, and the worlds I have dreamed of are close.
The Qun teaches that every step on the path represents the choice to continue or perish, for only the dead remain still. In choosing, we go toward wisdom, or away; toward the true self, or away.
I stand before the mirrors and see a single being struggling with a choice. But solitude is illusion; struggle is illusion. In a reflection, the path forward looks like the path behind. One finds truth by passing through.