I spent my childhood walking around town with my friends. They always understood me without talking, and they protected me, and I felt whole and loved, and I belonged. And now I'm going back to that town and my friends are gone. But they're not. They told me today they're still with me, in my books. In Irkadura, in particular, and so I feel like I belong once more.
I'm leaving in 9 days. 9 days.