ruminate on these stones

The young lady watched as the male turned his face towards the east, his home laid there, The Bamboo. Somehow the name fit him, and she gave a small nod. A smile crossing her lips. "Maybe one day I will come visit, if that is alright." A home, something she could only wish for. Who knows what laid in the cards for her. Rising up, she finally noticed how much taller he was, but didn't comment, giving her respects. "Until next time." Her voice soft and gentle as a cooler breeze promised that of winter was to come soon.

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