Can't say I was ever one to meditate, but I could sit for hours with my eyes closed enveloped in the sounds of the shroud, which is perhaps close enough. The wind rustling in the leaves, the water softly tricking by, the rain splashing down. The nights were the most peaceful.
I had hoped to revisit my little corner of the shroud one last time before flying goes live, and likely removes all the out of bounds paths that have yet to be patched out. I was relived to find the way still worked, but the relief was short lived... While flying won't be available for another month or two, the new map boundaries have already been patched in, blocking the way.
I guess the last time I was there... will forever stay last time. Such is life I suppose, you'll never know when the last time you speak to someone is, the last time you'll play a game, the last time someone will log out and never be seen again, until it's after the fact. Places change, people too, so make sure those memories are lasting ones.
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