[ they're on a mission for themselves if you want to go that far. unfamiliar territory, with no clear objective and just the need to figure it out as they go. they've defined happiness as each other, but that can't be everything; it leaves them piecing one another back together—thorns in wanting elysium to keep travelling, elysium in wanting thorns to keep experimenting, even if they had ceased being their whole pictures a long time ago.
still, it is nice, at least for now. if the rest of their journey follows the original rhythm, it'll carry them all the way to the stream where they finally make camp. ]
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still, it is nice, at least for now. if the rest of their journey follows the original rhythm, it'll carry them all the way to the stream where they finally make camp. ]