Seeing the leaves fall from the trees, it made him remember memories he didn't wish to remember, times when he was struggling with his own anger. This forest, he had a lot of memory in it; he remembered how many times he had failed hunting in this cursed place. It was as if someone had put a spell on him, so he could never be able to catch any animal.
The familiar path he took, it all brought back so many memories.
Aether stopped, a small smile appearing on his face, as the dojo appeared in his vision. How much... he had missed it. The bed... he couldn't wait to actually sleep in something that wasn't a cage.
He had had memories in this place that he knew, yet at the same time, he had missed it quite a lot; it was a place he had cared for, that he had taken care of, so really, he had grown quite attached to it.
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