Hello, my unlikely friends. I have been thinking about the unexplored forest of where our worlds crossed, the heartbroken temperament of how we bonded, and the nonsense of the adventures of what we shared.
We used to thrive on those wild grounds that we made unimaginable to travelers, framing stories of authentic affairs between improbable dispositions. We were mindful of our habitual behaviors, and played with our divergence to experience this kingdom in unfamiliar ways. And before the storm, we charted the spellbinding land in a plain orientation to protect the charming experience of its discovery.
We separated and returned to our respective domains, in order and in reason. But together, we were the remedy for the undefined land, and the tales for the spirited to kindle passion.
Goodbye, Lion and Moose. Until we wander once again.