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We stopped searching for a few days to gather up our confidence to go back out into the forest again.

The harsh winter was coming in, and soon our wonderland would be covered in a white blanket-hidden from the world.

I hope to God you're somewhere warm.

You couldn't have waited there for me this long.

I talked to your mom yesterday about the current situation of how we had suddenly lost trace of you. 

She never really did show her true feelings about the matter, but I believe that she wanted me to be the hero this time.

So I grabbed a few supplies, and I went out by myself.

I wouldn't need help finding my own place.

Our place.

Please don't be.......

Never mind.

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